A slow cycle. Visiting a castle ruin, next to a stream, not too hot, sitting in the shade of an old tree. Packed lunch, egg sandwich. The sound of crickets. No car sounds. Talk grass.
Brought a leather bound book to read. A flask of tea.
...just daydreaming outloud.
I'm actually off to work.
*tall grass
But I will talk to the tree. And maybe the grass will eavesdrop.
I've been dwelling on this and looking at ruins to visit to make this a reality.
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