A Poem about the much loved and enjoyed natural environment here.
I Remember the Barley Sea
A Poem
I remember the Barley sea As I gazed to the far reaching shore Lined by oak trees and hedgerow Pines standing tall amid the wood floor I remember the Barley sea Cloaked in the mist of hazy Spring rain Seagulls swooping for supper atop rippling waves Which spat no spume or spray I remember the barley sea Deepest green beneath ink clouded sky From my window launching many a boat To sail to the wood for a while I remember the barley sea Haven from the gun for pheasant and crow Windswept ripples of green glossy fronds Long loved horizon eerily gone ©️ Hope found in M.E. 2023
The community here continues to attempt to save yet more green space, which developers want to build out. Whilst *900,000 properties sit empty in England alone. *285,000 of which are empty longterm. *Source: House of Commons Library
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The picture with the woman paddling with the mountains in the background is Lake Louise, Alberta.
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Thank you, Jasper. That’s so good to know. That’s quite a skill pinpointing the place. I love the image.
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If one has been to Lake Louise its impossible to miss.
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