Another Year Older

Well I hit 44 today, and rewarded myself by having a luxury breakfast of exotic mushrooms on toast before spending a lot of the day on the park reading Amy Liptrot's "The Outrun".

Initially the sun was bright and scorching on my face, my black jeans making my legs feel like they were burning. But as the afternoon wore on the clouds rolled in, getting darker and heavier by the minute, until the rain came and drove me off my table at the cafe, where a collie kept bringing me back its tennis ball instead of its owner.

I then went into town, where some strange daemon in my mind persuaded me to buy a sketch pad and pencils. I'd like to try and record a few sketches as well as photographs, terrible at drawing though I am. It gives me something else to do when I'm out, I expect working quickly will be my best approach. Or least worst, rather.

This last year has gone better than most, at long last I'm getting to write as part of my job. Where I take it from here I have no idea.

Here's a random set of photographs from the last three days. I was most perturbed to find a sary mask while out running the other night!

Si

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