Glastonbury

June 26, 2026 · The Park, near the ribbon tower · Sunday, after dark

The sky opened up and you just pulled me under your poncho like we'd known each other for years. We shared the last of your cider and watched the whole valley light up. You said meet me at the stone circle at midnight — I waited till nearly three. Green wellies, mud to the knees, and a laugh I can still hear. Was that you?