
Winter, Castle Loch, Lochmaben There is a beauty In the cold, In the white loch, In the sparkle of winter. This is a time When all stops, All holds its breath, Water is held still. Here is a moment To pause for a while, And then to listen To nothing… .. nothing at all.


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Hi, Derek. Thanks for sharing such a beautiful penned poem; and, supported by such stunning images. I have re-blogged. Happy Writing. Have a great day.
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Thanks for that. I’m lucky to live in a beautiful part of the world.
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My great pleasure. Best Regards.
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Haunting images – like how they combine with the tranquil poetry. Lovely work.
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Cheers Douglas 👍 Appreciate your comments
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Jings! Thanks for doing that. Appreciate your interest 🤗
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This is my first visit to your blog. I’m glad I came.
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Thank you Liz. I’m new to this blog thingy, so really appreciate your feedback! 🤗
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