Wondering whether the positioning of my banana passion fruit could provide a tune.
Walking on Knocklofty after meeting a deadline and very pleased to be moving into a less intense part of the week.
Axolotls and mulling about relinquishing and embracing.
A late afternoon walk on Knocklofty and heading offtrack.
An unexpected walk in St David’s Park, and a cycle on the Domain.
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Waiting, walking and arrivals.
Trying to get my head around my new schedule and spotting elusive frogmouths.
Red sky in the morning, writer’s warning. Lovely long in-flow writing during the day, sore arm this evening. Worth it.
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Thinking about Hisham Matar, breathing in the sea air and watching oystercatchers.
Oversleeping and daring to drive again.