Glamping is…poetry in motion & the art of going slow

Posted on by C. Sweeney

 

He runs this way…
Cycling Loop A, which starts wooded and then opens into a field overlooking the beach.
He runs that way…
…and again.
skate lessons
Soul Surfing
Evening disco ‘Don’t take away my coconuts’ limbo
Forgot the buckets…but made do.
Sunny day at the beach.
We looked a little like a dragon boat. The dogs are hiding here – but they’re aboard too.
Freeway
They think they’re skinny dipping!
Wonder
Fresh morning fuzzy faces
…yes, happiness in a mug.
Buried alive!
Camouflaged!
Journal writing in the rain
Fresh air zzzz’s