Monday, February 14, 2011
Hello new week, with all your possibility and probability and inevitability. It’s nice to see you.
Goodbye last week. It’s nice to see you go. You were a bit off-ish. A bit edgy. A bit rub up the wrong way. By the time Sunday woke, I was on to you. We rolled out of town, went looking for air.
I found some. Magic, even. I found it here. I didn’t find it in the mazes, or the gift shop or during our fleeting attempt to find gnomes for a lolly reward. I found it in the bottom paddock amongst a tangle of blackberry bushes with full bellies and blackberry dribbles down hands and t-shirt fronts.
I found it looking up,
I found it in this little adventurer,
And in those knees,
I found it in fairy cups,
In... Pardon me, Mr Tree. So sorry to disturb you...
I found it playing rhinoceros amongst thorny roses,
In those heady, pungent roses (WISH I could blog a smell),
Hello this week,
Let’s get busy.