Holy smoke..what heppened to the time? must have been that vintage cider!
Ladies and gentlement, tomorrow is the summer solstice and..yup..my birthday. Tis all a bit bemusing to be off an age where most people have children, mortgages, bald spots, and savings. I have …an over active imagination, an exhausted liver and always the feeling of discombobulation that makes me feel that i am still searching for something elusive , strange and truly beautiful.
Maybe this year eh?
I want to say thank you for everything and everyone so far, even those who can’t be here this solstice.
I am alright tonight..calm. I give you a poem what I wrote instead of usual ramble.
With much love: