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VOTE! Kick the Tories Out!… Don’t forget your id (and Courgette flower)

A lovely sunny morning, I trundled up the hill early, its a pleasantly anachronistic process, a sedate hullabaloo… bit glasto, bit wimbledon, bit dull… and, i think, important x

Merlin Bird App

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shazzam for birds! free app. just who is the phantom tweetle twerper lurking in yonder thicket? the one spewing up its lungs in a joyful bildungsroman sonata!
or equally frequently, a raucous, repetitive, self congratulatory croak… i’m looking at you ‘european carrion crow’
this morning up at castle hill there were goldfinches, robins, wrens, a plethora of assorted tits, crows, a yellow legged gull and errm a dunnock
i can recognise all of these birds from their plumage as they flit from branch to branch… excepting the dunnock, which i know to be a small drab bird of little import
… yet haven’t got a bean what many of them sound like! so of course not wishing to encourage further use of smart phones, dummies, pacifiers, for dummies
but discernment is knowledge… a joy to close the eyes and listen to the exquisite melodic fluency… occasionally opening one eye to squint down at phone to see who that be
… also, astonishingly sophisticated, i cupped my hands and blew a flawless clarion conch owl hooot… ‘greater spotted berk’, but noo matches for long eared screech owl?!

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in nepal, teaching the kids in each village how to owl hoot, a trail of too whit to woo all the way up the valley, FADING AWAY INto the hills

i love the sound of Rain, soporific, can’t be bothered
aloft in the loft, the gentle pummel against the skylight
the sloping roof conjures something of tents… but theres none of that sound of ecstatic static
rather the staccato of pitter, interspersed with patter
an undertow of rumble and purr,
as tho someone were drumming their fingertips, not with proverbial impatience, but with the sheer pleasure of it, rhythmic, tactile satisfaction.

whilst tidying earlier, amalgamating various piles on the floor, that sort of half hearted clearing out, found an unused ink pen in its wh smith packaging!
the scratch and blot of thought, the simple pleasure of sullying a page, snail trail of ink… everyone scribbles gibberish notes on paper? I etch:
‘Write More. Reveal Less.’
that’ll do… a selfie… then time for a game of chess, as son over

ooh… double hats!! kinda knitted tibetan… pink purple hat sect

tom: Beautifully expressed also what’s your chess.com username

We’ve been old schooling it, lovely to play on a large board, music, herbal tea… substantial concentration and the occasional conversation
Having said that, intending to join online, as son improving massively from there, whilst im stagnating… will let you know when I’m up and running xx

megan: I woke up this morning in a friend’s attic flat to rain pattering on the windows. It made such a lovely sound that I was unable to get up for at least an hour and a half!

Beautiful to be serenaded by the rain, yet not have to be out in it. A cherished languishing xx

season of soup… today, homemade organic carrot with cheese on toast! traditional but tasty with a twist
a day for getting on with things around the hoouse, so of course, endless delaying tactics…
cooking eccentrically, then dressing up as a sun ra-esque sphinx to do the hoovering
the salad was delish… lettuce and fig and pumpkin seeds, the dressing a concoction of ooh lemon, ginger and turmeric (yesterdays juice), with apple cider vinegar and tahini!
the red gunk likewise from earlier in the week… tofu, aubergine, chickpea, mushroom, pepper with the obvious onion, garlic, chilli, toms
i am just trying to imagine what my grandparents would have made of it, or even my 10 year old self? them were seldom different days… food was bland stodge, colours forlorn forgotten
now, a gallimaufry of flavours… strange difficult days, yes, yet the possibility of such astonishing culinary opulence
onwards chores chores chores

i love the word gallimaufry!