
Summer’s rich promise
Sleeps beneath the counterpane
Misty green morning
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Very pretty, Sue, both image and poem.
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Thanks, Diana.
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Wonderful written, Sue! It opens the heart. Summer is arriving, and Ani once againtrying to chase some cows. Lol Michael
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She doesn’t chase them… just guards the garden from them 😉
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Sorryl for the missunderstanding, Sue. 😉
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Heh 😀
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😀
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A beautiful scene.
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I live in a pretty part of the country… but I prefer a wilder landscape.
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👍👍👍
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So green and lovely vista!
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It is a local view.
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I thought it must be a local view. It seems familiar. I do like a misty morning, and I love the idea of the verdant couterpane. Never thought of it like that. Lovely. 🙂
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Between Cublington and Whitchurch;)
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Ah, that makes sense. 🙂
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🙂
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I love summer! Such a pleasant haiku.
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So do I…until it gets toohot. Or the mosquito bites 😉
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