Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon
The upside-down puddle world, the sunlight out beyond the shadow of the ridge I'm walking on, the pumpkin and chestnut and beetroot soups I'll make tomorrow, all cheer the spirit.
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