This morning I stand under three aeroplane contrails to breathe the freshness of the air. The birds are singing the verses that come after dawn chorus, and somewhere far above me there are astronauts in darkness of the moon. Alt text says this week’s photo is a bottle of pills and a red envelope. IContinue reading “BADGER POEMS, METAL SPOONS, AND GENTLE NODS”
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FOCUSING
This morning the air brings the smell of old carboard boxes, and I do not set off the alarm call of a blackbird. Alt text says this week’s photo is a close up of a person’s face. It is. And it is mine, and I have enjoyed reviewing some photos this week. I always feelContinue reading “FOCUSING”
Sue Finch 