Late afternoon, and we are walking into town, following the river. I remark how the houses are like the Norfolk I used to know.
We stop, taking in the sky and the view of the punts and ripples on the river.
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Yes, that’s just what it was like, David: Thanks for preserving the memory here 🙂
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That’s beautiful scenery, and mildly melancholy…
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When I was writing the text I thought about how syrupy the water looked.
Melancholy – nice word for the scene.
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Syrupy water.
Barely a breath of wind
Or ripple of current
calm
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A quite lovely picture … the last rays of low winter sun hitting those boats in the foreground.
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