When I read I think of what I feel......
what I hear...
what I smell....
what I taste....
what I see....
and make a picture
in my mind
Tati in Room 13 drew this picture after reading the following sentence:
"In spring when the mountain snow melt, the shotover river gets too high."
(Extract from The Goldminer Along the Shotover River 50 years ago, G. Vine)
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