On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Tuesday, 29 January 2008
Claremont Road, anticlockwise. 3pm
Under flat light the park has settled into the background . It is less real than the children on the swings, and the starlings' hard notes that fall from a tree.
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Those last nine words are stunning. These little walks always take me by surprise.
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