Though the morning sky was dark the day lightened around midday...
... so we parked our car by Sankey Bridges and walked the canal path ...
...to the old Ferry Tavern at Penketh Marina and Yacht Haven.
...we crossed the track...we're told it will be the new fast line to Liverpool...
maybe..
We're now in another environment..one of water and reeds...of water birds and marshy woods.
A land of silvery seedheads and swaying water weeds...
..where a low old year sun casts it's light on the sedge and reeds...
..and everywhere light on water sparkles beyond the dried leaves...
..a tanglewood...
where seedheads hold tight on to tall stalks ...waiting for new season's growth.
The St Helen's canal flows to the Mersey past Fidler Power Station...soon to be dismantled..probably for yet another new housing estate...people must live.
...the weavers of Penketh...at work on the alder branches...
We make it to the Mersey and take our rest by the old pub.
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"If you stood on the bottom rail of a bridge, and leant over, and watched the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you would suddenly know everything that there is to be known".
(Wisdom of Pooh...A.A.Milne)
Happy New Year to you all...
...and many many thanks for reading this blog of my random thoughts and dreams.
Love and all my good wishes to you both for 2022
ReplyDeleteThankyou Pat...and to you ..here's hoping 2022 is easy to live with! Much love to you. xxG
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