willow trees

Sitting on my wee camping stool by the burn. Dogs sniffing, pheasants screeching, leaves bristling. Man standing next to me reading the paper in dark sunglasses, doesn’t know I am there. Yellow broom in flower. Man with an anchor tattoo. Woman with a scottie dog. Cyclists, joggers, ….’nice day for it’…., pins and needles, hogweed, comfrey, conversations about photographs, family, dog fouling, DC Thompsons, artists in Dundee, tree planting. The sound of the water, apologies from dog owners , sore back, small birds flying through the willow branches and warm sun on my neck.