wondering...

with the arrival of the new nomadic c.f.a.
the impression of a regional airport crowded at midnight thirty
when the scent of pine will noticed.
if my evil twin passed himself off as me.
when the nod with be grasped.
when the realisation comes that the rest of the world that is 30 minutes out of kilter.
the answer to “lovely day” when there are gale force winds stinging rain and fog. (we love thee windswept land)
if percy, henry, and sam will be understood
notice the difference between yes b’y, yeah b’y and yesssb’y.
when the screeching in ceremony will be – it is only a matter of time.
if it’ll be bayman or townie - am betting bayman – yes b’y
how long the five minute walk to bruce’s will actually take.
how staring out at the north atlantic horizon looking for greenland and eire compares with new zealand and asia just beyond the horizon in the pacific.
when “kiddie viddy” will be understood.