Port, Starboard and Visible Kindness

Would you like some woollen mittens? Any colour you’d like.

Lorne Beach

Footprints — September sunshine. The sound of rolling waves.

... leaving only the warm air trembling in her wake

You don’t take photos of the air around you

... the kind where you turn a key and a steel bar slides through the spokes with a satisfying clunk. Park, click, walk away. Utterly civilised.

... she demanded: “Co tam takiego ciekawego do fotografowania?”

And when your eyes filled over nothing at all, you would whisper an apology for feeling so much.

Only later did I learn that dedicated tram enthusiasts have a name for travelling around just to see them: tram bashing.

A traveler climbs a steep mountain, discovers quiet magic, and learns that true bravery lies within.

With dots on her dress and stripes on her feet, Lottie B’s rhythm is playful and sweet.