Have been at play with how to write the last couple of weeks. At the moment the work has been to write during the week, and then respond to comments, read, and comment on the weekend, due in most part to the day job out in the nowhere places. Easier to write while tired, than read, and comment. So, what to write this fine morning, for soon it will be off to survey a new road to alter the course of an old road to soon vanish. The second photograph in the previous post will be today view from the roving field office, perhaps this is what is on the mind for the morning.
Wandering the places, where old roads fill with wild river grasses
As the red earth fades beneath the days in flooded green
Something about in the trek along new paths
A float within perspective can change decades in a single day