There is something in me maybe someday to be written; now it is folded, and folded, and folded, like a note in school.
Sometimes there’s too much needing to be done, to leave much time for the pleasure of unfolding my thoughts. And sometimes, a story just unfolds in front of you.
It’s pukeko-chick time – and little nursery of them came out for their road-safety training. In Switzerland at the start of each primary school-term we see flocks of littlies lined up on one side of the road, getting their instructions in safe crossing from high-viz jacketed teachers. The littlies wear high-viz shoulder sashes on their way to and from school too.
In pukeko-land, the high-viz colours of the adults are courtesy of nature, but the littlies are dull black. Only their ridiculously long legs and big feet give their future splendour away.
So, let the pictures unfold the story…..
And so it unfolded. And for a while, there was nothing else to do in the world, but watch.
And then… just as I was finishing writing this…back they came past my window, heading for the lake.