Not every day

By ppatrick

But I go on for ever...

Two small wooded valleys (dell in England, glen in Scotland, cwm here in Wales) converge above the beach at Aberfforest, just below a waterfall where the footpath crosses. This shot looks back from the noise and turbulence of the waterfall, to where the gently moving stream forms a millpond.

I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally,
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.

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