Let us go then, you and I..

National Poetry Day today and we have been puzzling over this poem, among others. But now Sarah is off to read on the train, visiting Tealuke in Cambridge for the weekend and D is flying away tomorrow...
Like a jungle in the woods today, warm and humid and lots of moss and fungi. A wet evening as well but I don't care, I'm off to dance to the great tunes of Eddie's Zumba class.