A thought popped into my head on waking.
I haven’t put pen to paper yet today and perhaps thats just as well as what exists in my mind is never going to match what I place on the page
The thought was my love of Horse Chestnuts and also of Oak trees. My acorns and or conkers are likely to turn out to be crotchets and quavers! Tinkling in the breeze of life, responding to the storms, joys and silences