The Nith at Glencaple. This is where The Nith opens up, where it ebbs, where it flows. This is where The Nith ends or begins, as tides decide. This is where the river renews, becomes again, a glistening stream. (Nith - from the old Cumbric “Nedd’ meaning “glistening”.)
Never knew the meaning of Nith.
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If its no it is noo!
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Excellent yet again Derek, the pictures illustrate the theme very strongly. I also enjoyed your Romanian poems, especially Daniella colours in.
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Thanks again Richard. I have pics if the Romanian kids but don’t feel I should put them online. 👍
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Stunning writing and images. Thanks for sharing Derek.
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Lovely comments! Thanks again 🤗
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Pleasure.
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Beautiful, Derek, both the images and the words.
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The black-and-white photos were unexpected, but they worked very well with the poem. They gave us a different way of seeing.
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