Category - Life

Saltwater dreaming

He swims. Almost every morning and usually before sunrise. In any season. In any weather. And never in a wetsuit.

Gone fishing

When the weather is good and the tide is right, Joe goes fishing, down where the Yarra River meets Port Phillip Bay.

To the writer

You write to be published. But if it never happens, stay open and alive to life. Be secret and exult.

To the student

To the student lost or lonely, I say hang in there. You get your education bit-by-bit, piece-by-piece, day-by-day.