we search, to wander, hoping not for repetition, hoping to find little journeys &
to cut, copy and paste.an interview.
there is a need to pace about, wave the paper, move the arms. need to pause and counter act. if this thing will work. maybe moving eliminates the standing …
she said hello, smiled. i smiled back with no regret. the books are left tied tightly. woke up to see the shy pink. clouds. we stood together working pushing rags through to make things neater.
then leave it. out into the only world you know. anxiety comes with the unfamiliar.
into town while your back hurts edging into breaking. meet the one who instigates recycling for its sake and others.
how to say it, that the mind wanders, that filth detracts from the everyday.
we wander through where the fence should be, not minding the delay. you see
we left early to visit clear pools of water, the mountain sloped. here we ambled
among sheep. watched the bug glide the water, sucked down the fish leap. storm past.
i have said it before.
we are older now.
daily post- wander****
he asked me what i missed, i told him.
he suggests we look after the environment.
eat carefully, mind our ways.
these are the falling days.
photo challenge – earth
photo challenge – earth
isn’t it? mutiply. divide and you may be surprised.
i came upon this fella, charity shop find, with mary.
they are surprised.
as am i.
these things have a small life.
not always a good surprise…….X2
photo challenge – surprise
some check at home, that all is well, secure and safety.
when he said that he hoped I was safe, the word came that,
‘ no one is safe’
photo challenge : security
. some hedges are higher than others. i wrote . a thing so private, so intense . . simple , complex. no one will see it . note your achievements to date. .hell no.
we talk again, for these are not vertical. we walked the dazzled mirror, crept.
.small and slightly curious conversations.
we chatted over manners and harboured hedges. these things …
moved the line into a place of rural contemplation.
photo challenge – dense
we named it best eleven. dark the day, the equinox . we are survived.
light came, we saw the green ness of it all. we live in the country.
photo challenge – being green
a living thing, tied.
yet i tied the books, shredded cloth to rags, bled a little. arranged it all my way,the name will be the title, length an object. all else is waxed and tied as usual, making it unusual. when i explained, she asked why will you do that? because of the chained libaries, burning books, the secrets you hide.
the light was different yesterday.
photo challenge ~ atop