Emptiness

You talk to the void,
No reply, just a gentle whisper of the wind.
No echo, just a gentle diffusion into infinity.
No horizon, land and sky blurred together.
No love, feelings flow without a dam to bridge.

Whiteness is what comes to mind,
But white is all colours present, mixing in equal parts.
Take them away, one by one, colours, sight, sound;
Blackness, emptiness.

Dragonflies and sunny weather in Harry Stoke

Sunny weather in Harry Stoke at the nature pools. Look carefully and you can see dragonflies and their reflections in the water. Dragonfly extruva were also visible on the iris's. The pond is full of tadpoles, and there are mating damselflies in almost their hundreds. At least two large dragonfly species are present, including the Broad-bodied Chaser.