I am delighted to find an ancient shrine just across the road from my apartment building
I had noticed for some time that water bowsers stopped there to fill up with water. I finally go to have a look. The shrine is very well hidden behind a scruffy wire fence. Inside there is a clear spring pool and an ancient piece of stone. I assume that this is a holy pool where people have worshipped for hundreds of years but has been reduced to providing water for bowsers.
More holy stuff. The wind finally drops and I asked Harry if he can help me bend on the mainsail. Harry is a very experienced boat person and he comes down immediately. Lucky me as I am ptetty immobile at the moment because of a bad back.
Harry does everything. He skips around the boat like a mountain goat whilst I lament my lost youth. I occasionally hold a rope but that is about it.
Hooray, the sail is up! Thanks Harry!
The Quiet Ripple Defines The Pond 