Come walk with me...

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Come and walk with me
Well,
in my case
it will be hobble
so lets go slowly...

we'll pass the kitchen...

and head into this sunroom

passing the comfy chaise lounge
where my walk friend sits
when she visits...

pass the Zygocactus
which dropped its buds
and flowered no more
once home from the nursery

and head over
into this corner

which has become
my nest
while I recuperate...
and the best thing is

that when I settle in my nest
this is what I see...

Red bromeliad, basil in a pot
tomato plants flourishing
in the gentle morning sun

and the river beyond...

the calm peaceful river,
and a duck...

and I can just make out
a little girl next door
on the jetty

feeding the ducks...

the fisherman has been
trying his luck
for an hour or so

before another fisherman
enters his patch





I check the nest
of the Brahminy kites
in the gum opposite,
but there is no-one at home

and the white trunked
cormorant tree
is bare,
the cormorants left
before I was up
for their day of fishing...

the next noisy tinnie
appears

then without a sound
a kayak
slips quietly by...



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