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on flight
starlings stir up dusksky’s grey palette liquifiedfish out of water ~ n.b. A photograph cannot capture the wonder of starlings numbering hundreds or thousands flying in a free-wheeling flock, a mumuration. Yesterday, late afternoon, Great Yarmouth; the magic of flight, the joy of collective effort, the beauty of life. ~ CLP 09/01/2022 →
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on light
compared with the Suneverything becomes grey-scalewithout perspective ~ n.b. It has been a challenging few days, putting fingers to the keyboard as impossible as joining like poles of two magnets. The ‘must post’ became ‘can’t post’. Now, a shift. Was it the sunlight? Was it the experience of movement in daytime? Was it enjoying catching →
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on birdsong
frost feathers windscreenssharp lunarian lightblackbird’s confusion ~ n.b. City living can be exhausting, not least when an excess of light blurs night with day. Birdsong can be heard at all hours, under a clear sky when a full moon rises. ~ CLP 22/12/2021 →
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on darkness
this is the limitsolar orbit continueswe move toward light ~ n.b. Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it! Something to celebrate brothers and sisters. n.b. This deal does not apply to dwellers in the southern hemisphere. ~ CLP 21/12/2021 →
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in fog
Cromer, white rainbowno gold found at either endice lies at its heart ~ n.b. A weather phenomenon not commonly seen, hung above Cromer pier yesterday. Quite beautiful, but no surprise in a country steadily being drained of all colour by a mercenary and self-serving government. ~ CLP 18/12/2021 →