Thursday, July 07, 2022

biblical rain and floods, dark clouds and dampness everywhere, it could be amsterdam or london in winter, it's so cold and miserable nowhere is safe from a waterlogged future. i take the boat across the river at the back of my garden, the watermark has never been so high. the opaque surface reveals nothing, occasionally i hear a splash or see bubbles break the surface. 
it's pummelling down, wind howling and the elemental spirit of an ancient air spirit angered to reek havoc upon the small town. 
the motor makes a thumping sound, vision is not good as heavy rain falls and filters everything. 
under the bridge there is a moments respite. 
and then mysteriously as i emerge from the protection of the bridge, sunshine. 
i am in a different day.

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