Of arrows and moss
Still looking back to my world as it was in England a few weeks ago…
My sister took us to the leafy woods to try our hand at archery.
We built a campfire. Whittled sticks. Grilled marshmallows.
And admired the arrows with their vibrant colours.
Our very own Robin Hood taught us how to hold the bow, aim and shoot.
It took a long time to go around all the targets because my sister kept stopping to stroke the velvet moss with her bare feet.
Dim sunlight filtered through the leaves so it was like being in a underwater world of green.
The silence was pierced by children’s laughter.
All in all, it was a glorious day out.
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