Just found this marvelous poem by Andrea Skevington featuring a saltmarsh. I hope it inspires for tomorrow’s #Nationalmarineweek poetry and artwork challenge.
These beautiful photos are by Pete Skevington, with thanks.
We haven’t been far from home, since Lockdown started. It’s been astonishing how that restraint has made us more inventive, seeking out places we haven’t been to, or haven’t been to for years.
We have a very loose walking project of seeing how far along our local river, the Deben, we can go. How much of it is walkable, and accessible by footpath. The river is an estury downstream from us, an unstable and changing and hazardous landscape. At times, the public right of way marked on the map crosses open water.
We hadn’t attempted to walk this particular route for a very long time ideed. My memory of it, my first experience of this kind of landscape, was nearly losing my boot in sinking, sucking mud, and being unable to pull myself free. Now, being more accustomed to the great…
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