Words to remember as time moves on.
Sitting with the Squire by the duck pond, there was not too much dialogue happening; we were immersing ourselves in what was happening around us.
Do you find walking is one of the best ways to make the most of a City?
While the Squire is focusing on that bright light at the end of his proverbial chemotherapy tunnel and further afield, I am supporting him from a kilometre down the road, mind you not by choice it's due to Auckland being in lockdown.
A wee poem in remembrance of tramping exploits.