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common as the clouds, 18/August/17

the buzzards have been busy soaring overhead sometimes even landing on my roof plonk! calling with a voice much too high-pitched for its size…….. once upon a time when I first moved here all those years ago a buzzard as a common sight was decidedly not, in fact spotting one caused much pointing, staring and… Continue reading common as the clouds, 18/August/17

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jumping jacks, 9/August/17

the sound of jackdaws trickled from the canopy, you could hardly call it a song…. jackdaws don’t sing although no doubt they think they do in their tone-deaf innocence….. light lost its grip on the shadows collapsing in on itself leaving the dark propped with rookery trees….. almost as if today has surrendered to tomorrow… Continue reading jumping jacks, 9/August/17

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buzzardry, 6/August/17

the buzzard called out…. streel, streel…….. (that’s the sound a buzzard make… oh yes it is!) calling to me I’d like to think…….. they’re skilled at being heard and not seen calling as they do from way up high up in the high-up-there for which my depth perception has proved pretty damn essential otherwise I’d… Continue reading buzzardry, 6/August/17

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notes from a tiny box, 5/August/17

there’s only me, the last remaining from the ‘party’….. a peculiar feeling when all that’s left is the space so recent filled with words and shape now just move like echoes dying fast……… so often I’m the last of the few but rarely the last of the last… omega man…… surrounded by a come-and-go now… Continue reading notes from a tiny box, 5/August/17

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orangeology, 1/August/17

dear reader, my room is huge!… almost bigger than my whole house….. as such this room isn’t in my own house as the only way it would fit into said house would be to turn it inside out…… as it’s made of bricks and stones and mortar and glass it’s too stubborn to be flipped… Continue reading orangeology, 1/August/17

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garden guardian, 26/July/17

the Robin is the gardeners best friend, the garden guardian…. a guardener, if you will……. he, or she, spent all the time I was in the garden pulling out an old fence and pruning back things that need pruning back…… the ability to be in more than one place at once… there he was in… Continue reading garden guardian, 26/July/17

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between the eras, 19/July/17

through the fennel forest passed the ragged ragwort’s random eyes, tall as you can imagine and taller…… through the prairie lyme grass dune scarred in colonnades… stepping onto softer sand to the beach beyond between the eras, milky-white the air, the sky, into which the sun is wont to burrow to avoid the heat still… Continue reading between the eras, 19/July/17