All through this evening, three valleys away
flames alight the night sky - a factory burns.
A deliberate act of evil, the whispering vines say…
Fresh air now acrid with smoke, toxic with fumes.
A far cry from sun setting through rolling fog…
No more this evening.
Only that I pray no one is injured.
With love
Six words for
(under postcard) - it’s harder than you think!
Oh dear, hope you and the hill are okay... Beautiful postcard though...
Oh no! Hope everyone is OK. Love the 6 word story linked to the photo - very poignant. They are harder than you think, aren't they?