Friends, we are travelling together
On Sunday, after a night of wind and rain, I loaded Frank onto the float and drove south to meet friends to ride up into the Western Tiers.
We’d woken to the earth greening (yes I want this to be a verb) and even though our livelihood is no longer dependant on rain, this tension, the waiting for the break hasn’t changed. I stand at the …
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