Showing posts with label buzzard. Show all posts
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Friday, 26 December 2008

Christmas in Grenitote.




Christmas in Grenitote.

No sound, no noise, no cars,
all peaceful & quiet in Grenitote!

D.R.’s sheep and cattle dapple the landscape
grazing and moving slowly,
distracted by the buzzard’s stretched wings,
soaring and gliding, then gently landing
into a dip I cannot see.