Tuesday, 2 December 2008

The perfect word.


Susurrate. I love the feel of the word. It's soft and powerful, all at the same time.

Yesterday was a bright, icy day, a perfect day to walk. The biting winds whistle over the bare, bleached bones of the hills. The only, lonely sound is the susurration of endless miles of bent and brittle grass.



9 comments:

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

I can just hear it.

annette emms said...

I can feel it . . .

The Fairy Shoemaker said...

I think the cat did feel it......

Jennifer MacNeill-Traylor said...

Gorgeous photos!

DEB said...

I can smell it...Oh, that's our heat that just kicked on...It's cold here in VA!

Allegra Smith said...

Susurrar in Spanish, the language of lovers, speaking softly, in murmurs, like a brook in the forest, I happen to love that word as well.

herhimnbryn said...

A favourite word here.
I can remember hearing my Pa use it whe I was 11. Wanted to use it at school when writing about trees, didn't know how to spell it. Asked the teacher, she'd never heard of it. We looked it up in a dictionary together. She gave me ten points for my house team, for kowing a word she did not. I have never forgotten it!

Beautiful images, I walked through the screen.

Danielle Barlow said...

Glad to know I'm not the only one who gets hooked up on words! Sadly all has turned to peaty slush now.

Dianne said...

Beautiful pics, only see concrete out my window so thansk for sharing your outdoors..

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