One of Mother Nature’s Leading Lights

Thare the bullrushes growed, and the cattails so tall,
And the sunshine and shadder fell over it all;
~ James Whitcomb Riley,* “The Old Swimmin’ Hole’

 

Bulrush. Reedmace. Punks. Corn Dog Grass. Raupō.

Cattails, to me.

One of nature’s leading lights.

[Note:Today’s word/photo prompt is  “Nature,” and leading lines.  I am doing a sort of photo challenge at WordPress.com to get back into photography, which has gone on the back burner since I’ve had so many vision issues.]

*Riley was the “Hoosier Poet,” hailed from Indiana and wrote in the dialect of his fellow citizens.

© 2016 C. Bertelsen

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