This post is part of a series called Recommended Three white ducks with bright orange beaks silently cut through the mountain’s reflection on the dead still dam surface. The scent of smoking wood emanates from the hot tub the sound of translucent mountain water babbles below the cabin. Golden bamboo…

I can’t help but try to find a little fish or frog as the river water babbles along side me. Slow, black tea coloured water swoons into nearby rock pools as the reeds sway to the sound of the river. Nothing soothes the mind like the sound of water over…

“In a cottage in a wood, a little man at the window stood, saw a rabbit hopping by, knocking at the door. “Help me! Help me! Help!” He said, “Before the hunter shoots me dead!” “Come little rabbit come to me, happy we shall be.” One can’t help, but sing…