Twelve of the Crew today.
We are trying a new way.
Malcom, Fiona and me
Dave one and Dave two and Sophie
Louise and Wendy, Dan and Tess and the charasmatic Billy. Walking along the track It looked like we were walking up mount Kilimanjaro.
Three ladies with their walking sticks were moving mechanically as they they were led where to go.
All lined up and moving at the same pace it looked amazing from the back.
It’s hard to miss the rocks on the dirt track.
It’s a wonder I haven’t bumped into a tree as I was writing this poetry.
But I think Malcom was looking after me.
Billy took a photo of an ornamental garden plant🪴I tried to do the same but my data stream put it to shame.
Fiona suggested I use Google voice to text.
I got one sentence down and then my data made me seriously vexed.
The purple 💜 bloom in amongst the green tall trees lifted my gloom.
My walk was extremely challenging for me today.
I’m getting too overweight so I need to excercise more but also pray.
Plus eat less Camembert Cheese at the end of the day.
Thank God Alby drove us back up to the summit, cos any more footsteps I would sadly plummit.
I twisted my foot on a large loose stone.
Alby coached me to keep going on as I let out my meaningful maniacal groan.
We were blessed by quite a few Monarch Butterflies 🦋
I chased them everywhere with my video but none showed up, so I could only try.
Nothing today went right for me.
However my poem was mainly written from emotional memory.
We all came for our complimentary refreshments at the Summit Cafe.
We appreciate Communify again today.
V.C.S.
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