G’a:
Awakening in a different bed, I SWEAR that I will make an effort to be in the present. Let’s begin this second half of the trip with a CLEAN and fresh start, even as part of my heart wants to PLEAD a retreat into self away from the challenges of travel. But later, we drive past a field. Against the GLEAM of the afternoon sun, the sheep BLEAT in the field, their white bodies contrasting with their surroundings. I soak in the peaceful pastoral scene, adding it to my repertoire of images from our journey, protection against the coming BLEAK winter months.

This is part of the trade offs of travel, balancing challenges with comfort, testing edges with playing it safe. Stretching myself, so that I have increased resilience.

Georg’ann

Will weather SPOIL the fun?
Slow the costumed parade?

Snap came the cold.
Flicker went the FLAME

CLEAR, stars shinning bright
outlook not so BLEAK

Crinkle came the candy
Smash went the pumpkin

Heather