The Little Moments
The Pirate Weekend A late posting today, only an hour before the end of the day, following a nine hour shift following a night out on the town. But this is exactly why I set myself this challenge. After such a stressful, busy-busy day, the last thing I’d want to do is think, creatively or otherwise. But now I need to write something, it has me thinking about other things I’d like to write. It has awakened a part of me that has remained dormant throughout the day. It has been the kind of day where there is little of note upon which I can report. It’s been a pirate-themed weekend in our little town, and hundreds of people have dressed up, carrying out pirate-based activities. Saturday morning I was woken by cannon fire – how often does that happen? Today we’ve seen hundreds of kids with painted faces, mock-sword fights in the shop, and an lot of very happy faces. It is such occasions that bring out the sense of community,...