dank. deep within winter woods, dun in raiment, a symphony in brown… nuanced, subtle… mildewed!
all is Russet, else spigot of lichen lurid green
mud, rot, cankour
yet stop, listen in the stillness, warble of the stream mingles with december bird song…
muffled, cosset the warmth in our hearts, there! somewhere behind, yet borne up… this ancient winter silence
yeah… quizzical oaks throwing shapes (quercus!) else ruddy soft spongebob red woods
turfed son out at gatwick early in the morning, so crumble and i had a pleasant amble down to the lake next to nymans
ha, always love a merry fugue, christmas bonhomie yule y’all x
