goose blends in with background
“The wind in the reeds and the rushes,
The bees on the bells of thyme,
The birds on the myrtle bushes,
The cicale above in the lime,
And the lizards below in the grass,
Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was,
Listening to my sweet pipings.” Hymn of Pan by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Whenever I read Hymn of Pan by Shelley, and that excerpt in particular, I think that he most have walked by wetlands and mossy riverbanks similar to the ones I walk past. I always think it speaks of the whispers of the awaken of Spring or Summer.
The reeds and rushes in the wetlands have not turned green, as I listen to the wind rattle them. The brown and gray scenery is perfect monochrome camouflage for the goose. I see one color, and I await the greenery of Spring.
For more monochrome images, visit Travel theme: One Colour.
