There are Places – Lake Oberon

In all seasons over the years – I’ve walked the shores of Lake Oberon …
Crunching the frosted fields of winter,
Breathing the mist shrouded stillness of autumn,
Smelling the wild-flowered meadows of spring
and resting in dappled sunlight under the arched branches of trees at noon on a summer’s day …. A place for Dreaming

 

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