Good morning and white rabbits from a brighter northwest coast.
A walk around a park I’m not so keen on here yesterday. My favourite is much smaller and started off as a pleasure garden, so it has more individuality. However I felt like a change, even in the rain and took myself off. I had a light lunch in the modest cafe there and wrote a poem. I like writing poems on trains or out and about. The ‘muse’ doesn’t seem to strike at home.
Returning home, I made a couple more cards for upcoming birthdays and found more backing tracks for my songs on YouTube. It’s fun trying out various keys and arrangements.
Flying DD off to Sydney, a nine day trip whilst I’m having another quiet day at home.
Thoughts to ginny FGT and all🌺
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