Flowers Of The Mere
Photographer: Emerson, Peter Henry
Medium: Photographic print
"A charming little village maiden sits in her father's clumsy old marsh-boat, amid the golden and white cups of the water-lilies. She has pushed her craft into a corner rich with blooms and hidden from the broad by the green gladdon beds. Plucking the flowers she binds them together with ribbons of light green gladdon, and placing them carefully in her basket, will on the morrow take them to the Norwich market and sell them. Intent on her task she little heeds the splash and swirling of the pike, darting after a rudd amid the lily leaves. The gentle breezes fan her cheek, and gracefully bend the green leaves of the gladdon now trembling against the blue sky - then brushing over the water, they gently rock the lily leaves up and down. The curious coot or crested grebe at times cautiously peeps forth from the green palisades and eyes the little intruder, then with quick call, disappears in the gladdon depths. When she has filled her basket she will take up the light quant, and push herself to her father's staithe. So early in life do the children of the broads learn to manage a boat."
Text by Peter Henry Emerson from the book 'Idyls of the Norfolk Broads'