Rail track-trail

N and I walked and walked
like huck finn and tom
along the tracks
figuring things out
and seeing how far we could go
just
enjoying the autumn sun
until our feet got tired.....

look down-look up.

the days i think i am a bee.

Birdsong, wind,
the water's face.

Each flower, remembering the smell:
I know you're close by.

Rumi.

From the heart
of the sweet peony
A drunken bee

Basho.

the storm walk

walk.

walk.

walk.

walk.

walk.

walk 2kms down the hill to the edge of the storm.

catch bus.

disguised as ..

collecting the parcel.

a necklace of seeds and thread
in a brown bag
a card in a gold envelope
a finger painting
a collage with feathers.
'Much love' in the box marked sender.

along the tracks.

canal to marina

I always like to walk home from work, this is why.