The Rope Ferry Across Quiet Harbor ⛴️
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✨ A flat wooden ferry, a single lantern, and the last crossing of an October evening.
You meet a rope at the end of the last lane in the village and step aboard a broad wooden ferry waiting at the water’s edge. Hand over hand, the ferrywoman draws you out across the estuary, where bronze reeds whisper, warm water lifts into cool air as drifting mist, and geese call softly from somewhere high above. A lantern burns at the bow, a second keeps a lonely post, and the far shore’s light waits patiently, never in a hurry to come near.🌙
Includes mentions of: rope ferry ⛴️ · reed beds 🌾 · evening mist 🌫️ · lantern light 🏮 · geese in flight 🪿 · an owl at dusk 🦉 · a water vole 🌊 · autumn chill 🍂
New episodes every Sunday evening.
Where we slow down, let go, and drift into rest.
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