Brave souls face the Brighton Lanes.
Reading the paper.Reading the phone.
“Happiness is available. Please help yourself to it.” – Thich Nhat Hanh
Bikes here, bikes there, bikes blooming everywhere!
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
Oh do be quiet Emily Dickinson we are trying to watch the massive cygnets.
…for a book on the beach…
Coats. Boots. Balaclava. Brrr!