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WATCHING THE JOKER ALONE

This morning the air is cold. I stand underneath two contrails and breathe deeply. I want to sense the scent of the day, but the chill seems to have made it faint. It carries a mix of silage and leaves and I decide to call it Autumn Green. Alt text says this week’s photo isContinue reading “WATCHING THE JOKER ALONE”