Caution

I got a new book of poetry for Christmas

Here's one

Surprised by Autumn on the Fen
by Su T'ing

The North Wind blows white clouds
a thousand miles and across the Fen
the hopes of my heart shudder and fall
the sounds of autumn are hard to bear

from Poems of the Masters
translated by Red Pine

What's that have to do with surfing a mat?

I can't tell you.

I can say that today's post title "Caution" comes from a conversation with Graham over at Shelter

So that, at least, is something