On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Monday, 21 January 2008
South Grove, clockwise. 11am.
A crow caws away overhead. It might be fortelling doom, or remarking on the weather, or it might be sharing wisdom to change my life if only I understood.
1 comment:
Like haiku, but better.
I can hear and feel. I am there in the park with you.
What are they saying?! :)
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