After a day on the farm, it was time to head home.
One last job to make the day complete.
The best stick
Carefully choosing the best stick (which one do you think?) I headed over to the bridge.
Flowing along, in a gentle manner, river was not in a hurry. It was time to think and catch up with itself and connect with all manner of people who had played that day.
Judging where to drop to catch the best current, a pause, and then quick release, I wished my stick God speed on its important journey.
Count to 10, then cross the bridge to watch stick come safely through.
Is he there? Can you see him? Has he got stuck?
No, there he is … I see him!
Just emerging from that cluster of leaves and other flora; he’s safely on his way to worlds unknown.
Have a lovely trip, stick. Thank you for playing.