Breakheart June 3, 2022

The sky is grey in color but the collection of green trees and the bushes make it a pretty day; a quiet day.

This is Breakheart on a Friday afternoon; yet too early for the school children to appear.

The large rock, outside my car window is silent at this hour. I have been here many times when children, boys and girls, were climbing around as if it were Mount Everest.

There is a gentle breeze and the movement of the leaves dance slowly to a tune I do not hear.

Cars come and go, as there is ample parking available now.

A few people walking dogs seem to be smiling, as they start or finish their duty to the animals and, their own good health.

There are other smaller rocks behind the fence. These are for the less courage’s children, who come with watchful parents in tow. These rocks are silent also.

It is a different kind of pretty day, today.

Shirley Rabb