The Gentlest of Rain

Nicholas Bate with 100 words –

The gentlest of rain on the oldest of pebbles on that most misty of mornings. A Saturday, a thermos of coffee and damp. Damp, damp, damp. But secure in a proof’ and secure in a thought or two. A dog observed as a stick is thrown and a walker steps out along that shore. Both free for the time-being. Elsewhere, anxiety for the fete: stalls ready, cakes unwrapped and children restless in a world dominated by the addictive electron. Moods change, thoughts come and go but rain is always right. Decide your destiny, select your freedom and abandon your fate.

The addictive electron” is a nice description.

July 21, 2019