Saturday 17 March 2012

at the circus...

i escaped essay writing to gasp some fresh, spring air and found myself in park circus...

 i wandered through the lanes, past the muse houses escorted by a pair of scruffy cats, like a tourist in a european city. dreaming of townhouse living...

then through the park to look at the trees and the beautiful cherry blossom



finds of the day...

birch catkins, cherry blossom flower and a wee fluffy feather


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