Splendid time amongst the riverside of daylight, not quite Spring yet in time, but the day feels the seaside spring delights. Lost ashore, many things to be found all around like a message in a bottle.
I find a cosy spot to rest and write with my hot drink in my hand ready for the beyond. I see the butterflies fly amongst the daylight dust, I wonder off closer to the water and lose my sparkly slipper in the process , will anyone find it? will it be my Prince Charming indeed? Will there be a search for the perfect foot to complete the missing puzzle piece or left to float out into the sea? One shall see!