Category Archives: Over the water

I’m walking through the park,on the morning of myseventieth birthday. Before I got upI lay in bed in the warmth,the quiet and the darkness ofour room for an hour or more thinkingabout things, nothing special, just thinkingas I drifted in and out of sleep. Now as I walk I can feelthe breeze blowing clear throughContinue reading “Breeze”

I’m seventy years old today,I’ve had my three score years and ten,from now on the rest is yours. DF. 29-3-2021 1494