a speck of joy

on the way back from the supermarket early this afternoon......

while in there, earplugs: vital to keep out the squeals.....

then afterwards, outside, taking them out, and walking, slowly, walking, plus wicker wheelie shopper behind me, plus stick.....feeling the wind blow through me, looking up and seeing the leaves and hearing the shusshing as the wind moved through them......

remembered how much I have always loved that sound, and offered up my speck of joy - for that's the thought image which came to mind at that moment - to the universe, to pass on as s/he/it sees fit.......