However much concern.

It was a one-off.

Nonsense offered as an answer.

At first annoying.

Then vexing.

And later converted to laughter my friends.

We can’t possibly think that…

Restricted thinking is bad for the mind and body.

Flourishes, fomenting festivals of foraging realizations are the cure.

As your eyes widen, your mind stretches and your shoulders relax and straighten.

Making dreams in the kitchen.

Magically the recipes appear.

More from method, the food appears.

The philosophy included in each meal is vitally important to its outcome.

So is the sentiment.

Drums were playing from between the trees.

There must be a drummer.

Soon waves of wind, they sound so, will smother the beat.

The day has rhythm all about itself.

We dressed.

When we met them they were dressed.

A short walk to the swimming jetty, we all undressed and dived or jumped in to the blue waters.

An ice cream vendor swam out to offer pistachio and melon.

A bell rang.

Children laughed with their parents.

A routine was born.