Telling: Streams & Logs

Best Day Ever

Best Day Ever 5.5.17

It is Friday, after the rain, all bright and blue and green. The ground is strewn with the tips of small branches, what happens to trees when they stand alone in a storm.

I am slow to open. Not wanting to leave where I have been. Not finished yet with my investigations. There is more to discover, I'm sure of it. But -

There is light spilled over everything and I am turning, turning.