Riverside Cafe

I have a bolt hole right by the wall
Where seeds are sewn to craft the new
A wall of harvest gold radiating sunny beams
And memories of summertime
Recollections of butterflies fluttering yonder
And daisies bowing their heads
Amidst grasses swaying in the gentle breezes
Next ducks a bobbing near the riverbank
And coots swimming on shallow stream
And in my spot
I make, I mix, I muse
And weave words
In a glow of sun-kissed dreams

Taken at The National Centre for Craft and Design, Sleaford, Lincolnshire (UK) developed from an old seed warehouse and now national centre of excellence for outstanding craft exhibitions etc, amazing cappucinos and always a good place to get an OU essay or two written or even a poem or book or two!

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