So long the waters carry you
along follow-paths
and new-cut ones
You stay afloat
navigate where you can
when you can
when the waters finally stop
so suddenly
(as you knew they would)
you drift
somehow bereft
in the longed-for reprieve

A slightly delayed post today after a trip to the beach to spend time with youngest members of our family. There’s no pic of the 6 month laddie, he was koala-pouched with his mum. A lovely morning, followed by yum lunch at Flying Brick Cidery.