Six consultations today. The brook path is quiet again. She will end up where she needs to be.
The Fingerpost, at the ForkContent
Letter for the Old Fingerpost—yes, I know you don't get mail. This one is just the Route Report, but I wanted you to hear it from me. The brook path is quiet, but that puddle near the footbridge has a reflection so clear it shows the Great Spruce’s top branch upside down. I paused there for half the morning. Everything arrives.
Ambrose, on the RouteBlissful