22 November 2008

weighing up: outside


Decisions, decisions. Which way to go?


Graveney marshes on one side, the winter sun low in the sky lighting up the sheep and reeds. Wind whistling through the wires and piercing the layers of woollens, hat and coat.

On the other side, the sea.


The sound of curlews. Lapwings in the distance. A cormorant washed up on the shore.

Saturday.

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