Walking up the Kelvin this afternoon, past where the Wyndford High Rise flats were demolished earlier in the day. Everything was covered in dust, almost like a mono chrome filter.
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#SilentSunday
It is beginning to sound like spring.
Fusion of reggae with traditional folk. Album: ▶︎ Perpetual Musket | Elijah Minnelli | Breadminster County Council
#SilentSunday
Read The Land in Winter by Andrew Miller ★★★★☆ 📚
Set in the beautifully described big freeze of 1962. Two odd couples misunderstanding their partners. Echos of the war, class, everything is changing. The book ends with a tangle of unfinished threads.
the flakes skittered, twisted, seemed briefly to rise rather than fall, then fell decisively, filling the darkness with a whispering that had no clear source, no centre. They shut their eyes. They tasted it. Stone-flavoured, the tips of the sky. It filled them with a great excitement of change.
A couple of new WordLand Links: First Drafting – Doc Searls Weblog & Joho the Blog » Trying out WordLand for blogging the second says:
It’s a web page that clears out all of WordPress’s cruft and gives you an interface that’s so simple that it’s actually enjoyable.
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especially if … Dave Winer, … lets us add tags. I am irrationally committed to tagging
I like tags too.
#silentsunday
Metrological spring evening in Victoria Park; a storm toppled tree still blossoms; the first frog spawn in the small pond; feels like there might be frost tonight.
It was quite sunny yesterday as I left work. Watched this tree bumblebee going around the crocus.