At the bridge of the failed painter, I stoop and check the sagging timbers before placing one foot, then the other, on this sorry decrepitude. It cracks and pops like a first fleet ship, but the sounds are not ominous; more the rattled wheezing of an invalid friend. I proceed with care,sucking the thumb pricked on its splintery balustrade. Ahead, lies the gate and welltrod path and, branching like spider veins, the merest hints of tracks―overgrown, leading to a wilderness filled with possibilities. I stand and consider. Buttoning my duffel coat—a veteran of the moth wars, I step off the path, and into the weeds.
©L.M.Noonan
We--the collective, not the royal--are taking a break. I'll be back in January sometime. Have a lovely time wherever you are and know that I will also be having--to quote Ted "an excellent adventure".Lots of pictures when I get back.
Meanwhile here are a couple of old favourites.
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5 comments:
Have a super time, look forward to hearing all about it and seeing the pics.
Yes, way! - try not to have a bogus journey.
Bon Voyage!
I know that you are going to have a wonderful time.
I recently came across your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I don't know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.
Ruth
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