A day like yesterday. .....
So I'm really reading 'the colour in these leaves' after one hell of a day I'm surprisingly grateful for. First, the rains; off and on, on the journey to Then the drizzles on arrival Then the enquiries and the sloppy vendors Then more rain coupled with more run arounds (cos a wise man once said, "he that observes the cloud shall neither sow nor reap") There were also, The free ATMs and snappy dispensing The bank staffs comprised of 'the gossips', 'the non-chalant' and 'the enthusiast' Then back to offices, and phone calls, and meet-ups and fix-ups Lastly, the short rendezvous with a couple of folks and the the journey fro The cold breeze, rain showers and water splashes were just spices to my day. No offense taken at all Now back to the beginning of this tale Home at dusk to dinner, a hot wash and hot ginger tea in my favorite mug alongside 'The colour in these leaves - Room One'