Oh yes, can we have sausages and marshmallows on a fire and frolic in the stream at midnight?
Yes please, but ‘tis cruel to tempt me so when you know I can’t follow through at present.
If it makes you feel any better, we’re going camping at Easter - 12 adults, 18 kids aged from 5 to 18, 4 nights, uncomfortable air mattress, bored teenagers, hyperactive little ones, fights, no sleep, feeding 30 people 3 times a day - plus the washing up!!! Perhaps we’ll get accidentally lost on the way & have to set up our own little camp somewhere more peaceful!!
Let the rain fall, let it wash away the heat. I love the rain. I love the feel of it, its scent, the petrichor. I love the way it can at turns energise, and calm my spirit. Ah, blessed rain. Sweet, sweet rain. Fall some more please do!
You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken. Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop.