Small birds stitch the edge of the tide, then vanish,And the day holds, briefly, like a cup cooling in hand. Turnstones Photo 365 The Ministry Of My Own Labour Terminal Access Dipping the Stacks Reading Music Remember Kids:TurnstonesI can’t belive its MAY. It feels like only yesterday that I got back from Sri Lanka. With every passing year, it feels like life is accelerating, but then again, so are events.It’s Bank Holiday weekend here in the UK, so projects are on hold. The GF went to Scotland on Friday to see some friends for two nights, and rather than be on my Jack I went back down to The Chalk. I was only at home a couple of weeks ago for Easter, but in between then and now, my parents have been to Hong Kong and Taiwan and back to see my younger brother. So we had a lot to catch up on. When I got back on Friday mum asked me what I wanted to do whilst I was home, and the two things I wanted to do were; sit on the beach in the sunshine and, go for a walk along a specific part of…
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