Things are looking up. Behind the studio the land is coming to life. A pair of buzzards are setting up their zone, the river is high, sloeworms are under sheets of corrugation, forther down the blossom from the blackthorn is starting, clouded yellows and tortoiseshells are awakening. Further down the river rabbits are abundant though I have only taken one this year, the sparrowhawks are starting to flirt around the railway bridge near where they nested last year. Feel much happier in many ways. The run around world is tiring. The folk who spend all day looking for ways not to see seem such idiots now the year is starting to open up. I'm thinking of moving in to a caravan to be closer to it all, house dwellers just can't catch all those moments that make life life. Maybe I should enjoy interaction more. I'd rather watch the world and make a few things to out live me in these few years we get. You can't compete with the beauty of the world, only try to give a few sign posts for the visually or spiritually unobservant.
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