TRAVEL I get coffee and sit at a table outside, I ponder living here in St. John’s maybe for a year because they need someone to write on café patios and sip coffee and look up once and a while, then the sun actually comes out and my pondering strengthens and I say to the kids what do you think of this idea and I see they are fifty feet away in the little park, I tip my coffee back to finish though I want to stay when I see a woman point at the sky and say something about rain.
Krystyna
21/2/2021 07:15:10 pm
An air of nostalgia waved over me, reading your tale. I’ve only been there once, Jeffrey. Can hardly wait to return to this beauty of a place in the country we share. Nicely written.
Jeff Griffiths
21/2/2021 08:32:37 pm
I've been twice and it is my favourite place to visit. Camped in Gross Morne Park too...
Sue Clayton
23/2/2021 02:28:23 am
Writing on café patios while sipping coffee sounds like the kind of bliss we can all find in our own Newfoundland..
Mary Wallace
23/2/2021 05:09:15 am
Made me wish I was there. Comments are closed.
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