Monday, 21 May 2007
Venus Above Vauxhall
Tonight after getting home from work, every cell in my body screamed WALK!!! even though it was just getting on dark. (Actually that's the best time to go for a walk imho.) The moon was the shape of the horns of a bull, and if this photo was larger, you'd be able to spot Venus, diagonally down to the left. (I promise you, it's there.)
In the distance, the lights of Vauxhall and homeward-bound traffic sounding like wind through pines.
A jogger trotted past, his feet on the gravel path sounding just like a chuffing train.
Among other creative pursuits, Carmen from the blog '327 Market Street' makes postcards. She sent me this excellent example. She is thinking of coming over to my place for a visit. I hope she does!
And Anne from the blog 'Cat Politics' sent me this beautiful book - I have only managed to get to page one, and already regret ever having accepted full-time work, because since doing that I just haven't had the time to read it. I have promised myself to do so this weekend.
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