06 August 2009

The Edge of the Creek

Juncus & grassesI love places like this. One never knows quite what might live there, quietly hidden, perhaps nocturnal, perhaps known only as that strange call on a moonlit night. The lap of the water along the edge of the creek, the roar of surf out of sight but close by, the rustle of seed heads in the wind from the sea — these are things children seem to appreciate better than most adults.

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2 comments:

  1. Zhoen7 August 2009 at 14:08

    Because they see it from that low vantage point, which makes it much more interesting.

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  2. pohanginapete10 August 2009 at 11:32

    True, Zhoen. Some of my earliest memories are of crawling through tunnels in the long dry grass in the big paddock next door. It's another world down there.

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