A story.

Saturday

In the weeks that followed
her certainty grows.

His memory no longer a faint ghost
but a living part of her, roused from slumber.

It was time to go back

5 comments:

Martin said...

Nice shot, Ciara.

Ellen said...

I'm still here even though I haven't commented in awhile...always enjoy your photos and words. Escape.

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Stunning and mysterious...

helen said...

Nice image....drought in many places this summer.

the wild magnolia said...

all good shots and words.

where have you gone????