TOAD HALL

Along the wilder reaches of the river I always expect to meet Toad or Ratty messing about in boats.  But all we usually find is pumice and driftwood brought down by the last flood tide.  I love the brightness of clover and dandelions that have a precarious foothold on the mud-banks.  Bert busies himself with all sorts of wonderful smells, and we have to keep a weather eye out to make sure he doesn’t roll in any of the more interesting ones.

wilderness
along the summer river
drowsing

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