Stretch of the imagination

idiom:

Enlarging one’s imagination, forcing oneself to conceive of something beyond normal limits.

Stretches of gorse along the Breamish

Great ruffles, and rolling mounds of coconut gorse forming a vast yellow river all along the Breamish, stretching forwards and backwards for miles. And, like the end of a rainbow, I never seem to find Gorse End. I can only imagine what’s hidden upstream or downstream, or secreted among the golden, aureate splendour. Still, I’ll take just one more step…