drab early December days.. my village Wednesday 4th December 2024 1

A journey through a late-autumn or winter landscape, blending vivid natural imagery with quiet meditations on time and resilience. It begins with the **humpback’s Maple**, its golden leaves fallen but its buds holding the promise of spring, and transitions across a bridge where **hedgerows twist and sprawl**, bound by winter’s stillness. Along the way, the scene shifts to **windfall apples resting in a basket**, symbolizing nature’s gifts, and a solitary flower blooming defiantly against the frost.
The walk continues through *village paths**, where portly dogs parade and an elder strides with purpose, representing the steady rhythm of life and time. The **Wylye River**, bare and stark, reflects winter’s decay, with rotting comfrey marking the passage of life, yet **otters leaping in the cold waters* add a fleeting spark of joy and vitality.
The journey concludes at a serene spot where *willows whisper softly* and the *guelder rose* stands resilient, its beauty enduring despite the changing seasons. The poem reflects on the transience of moments and the constancy of cycles, reminding us that life, though fleeting, is part of something eternal.

[@inbetween-days]

Thank you for sharing, lovely video. The days are so short now ❤

[@anunrealproduction1438]

You are so welcome