Neck deep in the water, in awe, forgetting about the cold… April 2020.
Tag: poetry of life
Tree
“You know me, I think there ought to be a big old tree right there. And lets give him a friend. Everybody needs a friend.” – Bob Ross Freshness of the early spring swim.
Haiku of the Day
“In the cold river is the isolation of my favourite kind.” (Water temp 4 C)