Today is one of these days…….
Such days, when trees run downwind, their arms stretched before them.
Such days, when the sun’s in a drawer, and the drawer locked.
From February – not everywhere by Norman MacCaig.
The fires are on & the soup is on the stove. The cats are in the dogs are sleeping. I may join them…
New art photo’s next week……
If you like Scotland (and Assynt) then have a read of – The poems of Norman MacCaig – Published by Polygon.