justwrite 7 february

But if you don’t apply yourself how will anyone know how will the growing stretch can on to anything higher like clouds we’ve allowed ourselves to drift along the myriad of songs we could be singing ringing through the courtyard it’s unforgivably hard to forgive and again but the trend is toward the better the calmer the eye and not the storm which is fine until the wind blows until the crop grows too high for the liking of those fence-leaning Vikings a rare breed suddenly conceived of in this fictional context the wind high and mighty but the helmets on and the and the wrong sense of place retracing fields with seas and farms with cheese because surely this is what comes to mind in Vikings’ time we are the makers of cheese no doubt they told their enemies who made jokes but no fondue and the true destination of all these invasions was Wisconsin but so landlocked the clocks were not to be set back or even forward just a forewarned check that what’s next is a third pair of pants there’s a chance you’ve noticed it’s too cold for a skirt and black jeans work plus the black classy too but the wind just blows through those and I easily suppose this is not a fascinating topic I can drop it but the pants hold their own freezing into position at the vaguely true admission that laundry should be done but stunned by starch which means air and rushing to church or the fair by which I mean neither the steps are unsteady though the legs do make a pair