On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Saturday, 12 January 2008
Claremont Road, clockwise. 10.15am
A girl stands and stares at a birch tree as if she expects it to do something wonderful like burst into leaf or into song. Her friend cycles on uninterested.
1 comment:
Maybe to the girl the tree is already doing something special - maybe its talking to her.
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