That view was a beautiful surprise.

They’d taken the tents down the day before.

The walkways and the entrance were shabby, almost derelict, the fare modest at best, but once inside, the island was visible through the brightness of the direct, setting-on-the-ocean sun.

The game was set to start whether twenty, or all seven thousand seats, were filled.

The players would do the same and achieve greater heights than last time, even for an audience of one.

But it is always rewarding and encouraging to hear the echoing applause of many.

Then, there were ten.

Round figures, ten at our table, stable and merry.

Seeking the compass north and polar opposites we sat listening to each others’ stories.

Tales of trying, frying and eyeing.

What we always remembered? Who was there and who we would call if the ship hit a storm.

Time out of mind.

I just had a piece of lemon cake served without much love.

A little later, I enjoyed a cup of berry tea served with warmth and spirit.

The lemon cake will soon be forgotten. The tea will stay in my memory.

Sweet things are made of these….

Of course I’m pleased so many children will be happy today.

The ones who have too much to need, may not feel this, they will soon be freed.

We can hope, as well as be the creators of the world around us and around others.

Be bold and let it all be told.

Today above all others, enjoy what comes by way of gesture, action and kindness.

Strength is your friend.

This day! Music and skittles, fittings and frontiers.

Decide if sleep is needed now or later.

Go for a walk down to the stream and enrich the dreams of others.

Silly, sane and sober.

Sensible, sensational and sizzling.

The balance happens on its own.

Give a dog a bone.