good to go away.
not too far,
not for too long.
into that transitional time
that meshes the separateness of seasons
and reconnects particles of self.
no expectations.
new surroundings.
two familiar and generous friends
savoring quiet
and
time to walk and shoot,
shoot snaps to share.
crisp and wild winds clearing heads...
then
sleeping well alone in an upstairs room to the roar of waves.
