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On the Weekend (VII)
Random tin-can spins Dances in crazy circuits Wild Saturday night . n.b. A tin has been rattling from kerb to brick wall to lamp-post through much of the night. Storm Ciara arrived on schedule and is gusting through the terraced streets creating whorls and eddies of air that tear at fences and buffet trees and →
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La Vuachère
Wild torrent rushes Knocks rocks, pulls roots, tears at earth Furious outpour . n.b. The gully formed by this stream echoes to the tumbling tumult of its headlong rush towards Lac Léman. The early morning aircraft rising to cruising height cannot drown out the constant swoosh of la Vauchère filling the air. Yesterday’s snow showers, →
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January Road Trip (XXXI)
Heads hung loose, breeze blown Snow white bells jingle voiceless The earth awakens . n.b. Multiple snow drops decorate the verge along the Holt Road. . CLP 30/01/2020 →
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January Road Trip (XXX)
Earth tumbles off steel Turned turf rolls over face down Gulls trawl plough’s soil wake . n.b. After the urgent work of hedge cutting, trimming, mending, it is the time to plough. This is the moment to open the ground to air, rain and frost so the soil can break up, breathe and prepare for →
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January Road Trip (XXVI)
Dress of Wedding White Delectable curves fill cloth Sun casts confetti . n.b. I witnessed stunning views whilst travelling through the Southern Uplands this morning. The white hills, dark clouds with Sun breaking through dropping more snow in curtains. A delicate show of light and shade was daubed onto the rounded terrain of south-west Scotland.… →
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January Road Trip (XXV)
Precipitation Blurs lamplight, falls silent, slow Spreads fresh white blanket . n.b. Travelling today will be no picnic. CLP 28/01/2020 →
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January Road Trip (XX)
Football day at last! Weather is what is on now Heavy rain, cold wind . n.b. January? Road trip?? Scotland??? Ye crazy bastards! The game kicks off at 12:30h. It’s on TV. We’re going to the match. Life is out there. . CLP 26/01/2020 →
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January Road Trip (I)
South Coast to East Coast Over Downs, through Chilterns, Fens Sky grey, grey, greyer . n.b. One of those days when dawn hardly happens and dusk is always present. A day when you want to switch the lights on, but realise you’re outside. A day when you come to understand that there are probably more →
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Sun Screen
Abracadabra! Dropping the veil to reveal Sun in slow motion . CLP 21/01/2020 →
Journey of Words 