... reflect a tranquility and calm...
...strut around with noisy abandon...
...are cheap...
... a labour of love...
... whittled into a dying art form ...
... ride the crest of silent waves...
... create surprises around every corner
...provide welcome relief under the shade of ancient olive trees...
... ring in the days of the week
... are even found under the sea
... and contained in pots of time.
Such are the hues of the earth
Found all around us in glorious colour.
Frannie xx
© 2014 Francesca Muir
