I love your words. Years ago when I was writing about trail running, I came across a marvellous word: “waywiser.” It’s an old-fashioned term for a pedometer or odometer (or a GPS) or anything that you can use to measure your progress. For me it was: “I used to think I could run 100 kilometres, but I’m waywiser now.”
Oh Rae--how wonderful to connect! A poetic lifeline. Thanks so very much for reading and taking the time to respond. I'm very glad to have a way to read your work!
I love your words. Years ago when I was writing about trail running, I came across a marvellous word: “waywiser.” It’s an old-fashioned term for a pedometer or odometer (or a GPS) or anything that you can use to measure your progress. For me it was: “I used to think I could run 100 kilometres, but I’m waywiser now.”
Thanks so much, Chris--I love the word "waywiser," I'll keep that one! And hardee ha ha--you're "waywiser" now :)
I love this. And I love cabin poem. And I am so grateful to have a line that connects us again
Thank you, my dear friend! Ditto ditto ditto!
Oh Rae--how wonderful to connect! A poetic lifeline. Thanks so very much for reading and taking the time to respond. I'm very glad to have a way to read your work!
Whenever I read you, the word 'refreshing' comes to mind.
Aw, shucks Wally--thanks so much! What a compliment; I'm honoured!