Monday 12 March 2012: Ripples
A moorhen swims lazily across the river,
leaving a trail of ripples in its wake.
The sun seeks to burn through the veil of clouds,
casting a soft silky light on the water.
Overhead,
the sound of skylarks
fills the air,
and raises the spirits.
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