Alice would reach out her hand ...

I thought of Alice when I saw the mushrooms - 

There they were, a spooky scarlet in the bright Autumn sunshine - 

The water in the creek was like a mirror - 

The air was still and strange - 

Any moment a door would open - 

Alice would reach out her hand - 

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Sunday 8 October 2017

Arne 

Dorset