On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Saturday, 27 June 2009
Mount Ephraim, anticlockwise. 6pm.
Cumulo nimbus are bearing down on the back of Mount Ephraim. These top-heavy mountains have shrunk me to the significance of an ant with a promise of torrential rain.
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I've missed your park tales, I'm so glad they're back.
I find sometimes it's good when things make you feel small.
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