Folded In

He was folded in, in a very quiet and tranquil embrace that lasted quite a while after the frenetic chase and flittering that had gone on earlier on the bank.

Long enough for me to drop rapidly to the floor on my elbows, amongst the nettles I would add and do a bit of gardening as there were quite a few stalks in the way. The guys on the opposite side of the canal with the digger were obviously having a ball at this point. B******s. Worse, I did know I had holes in the back of my jeans but was I boverred? Well I got the shot before they cleared off :)) The butterflies that is!