Saturday, August 28, 2004


I don't know if it's the sudden socklessness, the unlucky magpies on the verge, petals on the footpath, flowers in the air or the reacquaintance with a long lost hat, but spring seems to be here. Or a harbinger.
All I know is I was reading the paper in the sun and had to move. To that thing suddenly called shade.

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