8.32am. sunday morning. the southerly DID come last night, but we were at angel place (how perfect), listening to the tunes of bon iver live. when we woke this morning, a canopy of velveteen dabs. protection and cool at last.
has been made, of the western sky, at my back doorstep on south street.
this site
is, in part, dedicated to my mother, diana. she has, with great conviction, always seen animals in the clouds. I have given her years of scepticism. but ...
1 comment:
perfect then... I had a listen to Bon Iver, great. Need to listen to more... Love those cotton wool ball clouds! Yay for some relief xxx
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