Lake Oberon

In all seasons over the years – I’ve walked the shores of Lake Oberon …
Crunching over 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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