Sails

Pink, orange, yellow, and red: the sails stand out against the deep emerald green of the sea. This way and that, the sails move as the class of eight learn to wind surf. Squeals of laughter reach the shore. Walking along the promenade I stop to watch one swimsuit-clad student followed by another lose their…

Again

Way up high on A neighbour’s Antennae they sit, Side by side. The pair of them: At it again. Heads thrown back, Throats vibrating. In unison, they Sing their hearty Song of joy ‘til in Unison they stop. Gazing up at them Viewing the urban Scene below, I Wonder their thoughts. Side by side, kookaburras…

Just Because

Away from the city noise. Away from roads choked with impatient motorists going nowhere fast. Walking in a quiet suburban area of one-way streets and no-through roads, I happened upon a quaint street. A quiet street lined on both sides with tall, mature trees; their canopy casting much needed shade on a hot summer’s day.…

Knowing When

I know the feeling. I know it well. Whether it be one half of an intimate relationship, or a thread woven into the looser knit of friendship. It is the experience of that warm and fuzzy feeling where you bask in the glow of belonging to something rather special: believing, hoping, the state of ecstasy…