Just to keep everything in perspective
on such a blue day…The Twin Towers
Hardly a soul
Back home from the port I smell winter.
Fertilizer blowing in the wind! Strong and sweet, earth’s dark chocolate, perfume trailing south. Gerona! The air’s coming from the north now. Down at the port I saw bare trees, felt peace. The city is full of change.
North air. Winter.Finally approaching. Almost here.