Smooth stones (Patreon)

"I once found a smooth, round stone, and I carried it in my pocket. If I'd believed in luck, I would have carried it for luck, but all I wanted then was ballast, something dense and durable - the weight of the world.

This morning after a hard rain a bird is singing in the ferns below the house. Little wren, my stone, I would sail you across the sky".

~ Gary Young.