Tuesday, November 13, 2007

milk, boat, alright?

The sun over the fields is like a splash of milk soaking through grey sky.

Across a large puddle a curled leaf sails blown by the wind like a toy boat.

A woman's voice behind me: "Hullo. Are you alright?" I think so. But I ask myself who is asking? I should have know. Everywhere, everyone has a mobile phone. And everyone is asking everyone else, are you alright?

1 comment:

Lucy said...

Odd kind of greeting isn't it?

I'm sure I remember a picture of an elf sailing in such a boat...