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there are ant people in their dark armour all over the Saturday roads, crawling and sprawling and acting as though the roads are their own. still I have got used to paying 100% attention to the army that dash across the streets, tackling their daily chores or heading to work, baggage and all
the weather is not for the faint hearted today - howling its windy powers around hats and scarves and making not apologies for the moodiness of a dawn on slow. I kinda thrive on that energy now. loving the passion of the erratic weather, changing in minutes, let alone days. my duvet jacket keeps the screaming winds from attacking my skin
staying warm and wild out in the not so warm and wild
I love this approaching storm, concentration and mayhem at the same time, even a bolt of lightening graces the skies. still a smiling miniature version of a human, out there with camera, sleep cleared head and a capture for my day
head off to cest le vie for a rewarding non-banter baguette and butter, steamy frothy bowl of cappuccino to warm my tingling finger tips.... bliss
there are ant people in their dark armour all over the Saturday roads, crawling and sprawling and acting as though the roads are their own. still I have got used to paying 100% attention to the army that dash across the streets, tackling their daily chores or heading to work, baggage and all
the weather is not for the faint hearted today - howling its windy powers around hats and scarves and making not apologies for the moodiness of a dawn on slow. I kinda thrive on that energy now. loving the passion of the erratic weather, changing in minutes, let alone days. my duvet jacket keeps the screaming winds from attacking my skin
staying warm and wild out in the not so warm and wild
I love this approaching storm, concentration and mayhem at the same time, even a bolt of lightening graces the skies. still a smiling miniature version of a human, out there with camera, sleep cleared head and a capture for my day
head off to cest le vie for a rewarding non-banter baguette and butter, steamy frothy bowl of cappuccino to warm my tingling finger tips.... bliss