ledge - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

The ledge was a festival of happy birds, each of them resting in the sun.

The rocky ledge was borne golden by the early sunlight that day.

Upon the rocky ledge was a parade of nests, each made with such proud and loving care.

The ledge was the finest of platforms for those winged creatures of song.

That rustic ledge was all the home those nesting birds ever craved, returning year after year.

When the past comes as risen rock and the future as ocean expanse, we leave our ledge, moving onward.