Settling for things...

I never thought I could make it all the way down to Berwick..... so I've come to a stop here. I'm growing a bit of vegetation, and birds rest on me, and duck parents bring their ducklings under my branches for protection. So getting to Berwick couldn't be as nice as this.

On the Tweed this morning - this brought me in mind, in a very reduced fashion, of the River Inn in Springtime - when whole trees float swiftly through the heart of Innsbruck. Oh yes, and I noticed I was being observed as I stood and pondered.