Tuesday, September 19, 2017



I arrive home in the evening. I’m not sure how Les lives on the road. Its a lonely world out there. One night away is enough. I’d like to say I was glad to be back, but the house is empty, and I’m still feeling lonely.


I head to the garden after unloading the car. There are 3 heavy items. I ponder what it is I’m going to do with them.


I look at the now clearing pool and think hard.


I think that hard that I realise that I haven't brought enough rocks back!


Oh well, I’ll need to keep collecting.


I have a quick look around the plants, I have a sniff.


And with nothing doing I go to bed and go to sleep real early.

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