Standing on the towpath. Grey day, cool wind. Anticipation heavy in the air. The familiar feels unfamiliar. But that's how it should be. Looking through the reeds and sedge, four ducks (there's 9 in total in this group) potter and drift on mirror still water. Whatever is to come, we'll face it together,these ducks and me.
#Day30
The windy winding path
Of December is drawing
To an end.
A new path beckons
That promises colder winds
And keener days.
My travelling companions
Seem well able to cope.
They preen and chatter.
I am glad that they are there
We face our futures together.
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