My word for this midsummer’s day, when our star is strong in the Northern Hemisphere.
Sunshine penetrates the deepest hollows in trees, earth, rivers and rockpools. And with the moving shadows of leaves, birds and fish, the light dances like a sacred flame.
This word is my gift to @RobGMacfarlane
Thank you for introducing tweavelets to your readers of Landmarks. Ginny.
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