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he said. Shall we climb trees? YES. I cycled up to the one of the best views in London and there he was, cute as all hell in his just-a-li... -
our bit of canal Kingfisher absolutely fucking streaking up the canal. a flash of orange and that aerodynamic determination. I l... -
NY missives #? what a day. the sunshine was beaut and my cheeks are a little rosy, despite lashings of factor 50. We did some heavy duty t... -
this is a post about the longing for home. a slow wander through my home. my childhood village, where my parents still live. it reveals more... -
my tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth. someone is stroking my head. morning morning morning ok ok. I have to go to work fuck can you, u... -
I yearn. It is most discomfiting. But still, exquisite. I think of you relentlessly, the clipped manner of your speech, those odd sounds you... -
The lawn has given up, it is a parched and bleached shadow of its former self, the earth compacted and giving way in places to grassless pat... -
Oedemera nobilis the flower beetle, on an ox-eye daisy I sit on our driveway, which I am now calling the courtyard, as I have parked the... -
i'm pleased that I keep posting, so far. it's a few days, but it's a start. today has been hard, emotionally. and I sometimes f... -
I have a video, today. As opposed to an image. Hipstamatic issued a new app called Cinamatic to produce short square clips, it's pr...
