On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Mount Ephraim, anticlockwise. 2pm.
The groundsman dances his tractor mower in quick circles. His colleague spreads himself all along a bench in the oak tree shade, a strimmer catching its breath at his feet.
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Those strimmers work very hard, I'm sure it deserved its rest!
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