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Rising Tides

3 Dec
Bradford on Avon's rising river

Bradford on Avon’s rising river

The last weeks have seen Wiltshire flooded in the most magnificent way. The water rose fast and we heard about the water table being unable to cope with the continual rainfall.
Only nine short months ago I bought a water tank and attached it to my studio roof to capture precious rain because we were told we would have an unprecedented water shortage this year.
The moral of the story is that we cannot know the future. We plan, we store, we protect as best we can but taking what comes when it comes and floating on the rising tide, now that’s the hard part.

William Stafford , one of my favourite poets on the same topic.
Yes
It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could you know. That’s why we wake
and look out – no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

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