Walking in the Rain

Make the most of your life.
Take it from me a woman that has wasted most of mine.
As you walk along the path,
Gather friends, bit like moss pictures of empty rooms. And sun through the nets. Things we have all done, places we have been have made us the person we are today.
There is honor in experience.

Is being comfortable with each other. Taken each other for granted, buying things together.
Happy the couple that can make things together with their hands.
Grow fruit and veg and live from it, having watched a few TV programs of familys in remote locations living a life of a castaway. (It looks bloody great.)
It takes a certain type of brave person, strong in mind and fearless going out there.
To catch the meal of the day when I look at the off griders in Alaska. (Im a wimp compared to these amazing folk.)