Thursday, 25 August 2011

misty day

Damp. 6am. Misty morning long ago. Sleeping bags. Brown leaves under foot, dragged in on our feet.

Zip and out. Lake quietly trickling. Ready to go but everyone's sleeping. Desperately cold. Horses and birds appear and disappear.
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