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i never know what you may write about each day

except maybe bikes

and maybe on that

i am right?

i went down the estuary yesterday

flat for a change

wide walking path

only one bike passed

went onto the toll bridge

and will have to return

for there is an honesty box

while i had no cash in my

pocket yesterday

we hauled the slate chippings

spread them by the sitting place

did not move the twigs

the focal point

we watched the birds

swallows over the meadow there

those at the feeder

at the window

cats had gone off somewhere

post brought the lavencer oil

and a head band which doubles

as a mask

james

not much news when you are at home like the others

i drew some trees

again