Monday, October 5, 2009

4000 miles short of a full trip

Dew sparkles in the morning light on both the lawn and the spider’s web hung from the drying line. A light fog gives way to the sun. The smell of fresh brewed coffee rises from the cup in my hand.

By contrast, the shop is dark. A troll sits at the end of the table, unmoving. He has been sick a few days and radiates unhappiness with the imperfect world he has to live in.

Carl, Sam and Rob arrive and we swing into action organizing boats and gear.

I cadge a few moments for fishing…the troll has piscine company after a bit.

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