Cards sharpen, bridge crossed, spyche ready to call – who and what, we wonder; tomato plants flourish in window box, garden greens while colours dash.. black dog rumbles ..been eating snails
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Category Archives: Street life
Lunch
Orbits alter, spheres of influence adjust: Not-so-Quickly gets caught in own snare, Settings waxes lyrical, Lowlife returns from foreign, Deed sits on fence…spyche goes to lunch
Blackbird sings
London before the world wakes..no sound of Big Ben, just rattle of trains and long haul flight arrival..red roses droop, fat squirrel shins up railings on empty street.. a blackbird sings. Who starts the day? not the Today programme, after all..
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