rain gone

Moon clear, Venus bright, they’re back in cappuccino range. Air crisp after all the rain. Body sluggish after all the rest. 10steps: can’t breathe; 1k: body kinda in gear; 2ks a giggle pops out; 3ks phew, I should have got brakes for my new shoes – 12 years old again, free in frosty ‘Maritzburg. And … there it is, the early bird’s quick call “tree-troo-tree” at five-to-six, an hour before sunrise.