Driving along narrow lanes, meeting others, but not seeing them.

We talk of “meeting” other cars on the road, as if the cars could talk.
Yet what we do is avoid them, pass them, leave enough space. That’s definitely the best idea.

The roads are defined at their edges by those trees, leading to hedges and furrowed fields, which then define the curves of the land.

When people gather to hear the gossip of local legend and the stories of travel afar, they hold heads high as if to tune in their ears, like an old radio dial.

New roads and new events connect. Somewhere.