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The Drifter


This golden chap was just passing through.  Looking for safe harbour, no doubt, during these frosty days.  A loner, he managed to find his own way, not clinging to the crowd, who were swept up at season’s end.  He so wants to see another spring.  Memories are not enough.  He will feel the warm sun, and see the dark soil and green shoots of spring, once again.  Got to love that kind of persistence, that kind of drive, fuelled by a dream.

The dream of spring.


The Drifter is the companion to Hope.  Both spotted on a very wintry day.