moon

Friday, zbt March, 2019

Walk up the alley, not fully woken up yet.

But showered, fresh and dean. Actually, feeling

old and decrepit. The dunk on the left, two

ears rush up the pedestrian zone, empty at

this hour..

But for cars taking illicit shortcuts.

The bus stop is empty of people, turn around,

there is Dolohes, just walking through the town gate

cross the road, listen to the birds, they are

hidden in the trees, singing there. go back, there is

nothing to be seen. But somewhere in the trees there

is a bird whistling and singing for what it is worth

Back at the wxs stop, speak to Dolores, ask

her how her leg is. she has arthritis, it is much

more serious than one would Think. Still, she

gaed. to work, she must be well over sixty year.

H i obtained a

mug cup of coffee from the railway

cafe, gone#the platform, waited for the punctual

train, now sitting there looking out of the window.

Happy to see the early morning landscape,

fog wisps and full moon, Moon over a hill

with the silhouettes of bare trees fringing it

fanimmkthhdnfts. green is showing in the