Browns and grays may be the predominant colors of a winter at the Marsh, but the sound of the breezes through the reeds, the coots searching for lunch and the geese overhead are beautiful music to my ears...
Living, Laughing and Loving one day at a time....
Sunday, March 11, 2018
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I can almost here the music just looking at this beautiful view. my hubby says as a child they used to burn the cattail tops and use as torches... would you try one for me, not sure i believe him.
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteYou took us there... YAM xx