Posted on November 9, 2021October 26, 2022 by dominiquefcameronEstuary The river turns estuarine here. It runs slow and brown. Mudflats pewter sheen in the low sun. Bony reeds crackle. Oystercatchers, redshank, curlew, their songs echo across the hills. The tide is turning out there. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
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