I am still waiting for daughter and visitor to awaken so we can organised the next week - so will use the time wisely and do Words for Wednesday (as inspired by River and the words from Elephant's Child)
We were walking down by the river - the gentle calls of birds hunting the muddy banks harmonised against the cicadas incessant beat, the glaring shimmer of the dry heat, the only moisture our sweat - all combined and seemed to defray our nerves after being read the standards and expectations the night before.
It was the odour that first alerted us - it seemed organic in nature, and it was just around the next corner. A crow cawed our approach.
4 comments:
Oh, well done! I can picture it.
Sounds good Jeannie.
Hopefully next week’s words will add to the storyline. Why they were down by the river - who they’re with - what they’ve found.
I am so glad that you joined us. I can picture this and (almost) smell it too.
Very descriptive and I can totally imagine it, except for the dry heat. We don't have that.
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