if the battery in the camera had been charged up this is exactly the photograph I'd have taken to share with you the bright light of mid-April and the soft warmth of early spring.
the pavements and tarmac of SouthWestSomething London are strewn with blossom petals, like so much confetti from a wedding; it's slightly strange, because there isn't a breeze and I can't see any trees (let alone any in flower)
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it's the sort of day that makes me wish for a garden and the smell of freshly mown lawn, but I have my front step instead - and I sat there in the sunshine listening to the bird song and the rumble of the overground going underground trains under a clear blue sky, in the distance I could hear the music and chatter from open windows and barbecues in back yard spaces and even the tinkling of an icecream van
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it was all very peaceful
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it was all very peaceful
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I hope you had a peaceful day too
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XXX
of course, that would make far more sense (here at least) if the last word in 5. reads "blogger", the first word in 6. reads "punctuation", in 7. substitute the word "logic" for the phrase "train of thought" and 8. reads "another grammatical error!!!" (ho ho ho)
and this makes me long for sunny spring mornings. . .
(*thought about Dave and Vicus briefly**) (**not in reference to "new ideas", you understand***) (***you are so very understanding) and decided it was high time I found something fun to colour in. . .
then I decided to decorate the otherside of the piece of paper with some of these. . .
which reminded me of my favourite ever stickers!
and I have done a lot of washing-up in my time! (in fact, I really like washing-up. . . I was always the person first to tackle it on a Sunday evening at uni. . .) (partly because I find a clean sink very satisfying) (and yes, I need to examine my life and make some adjustments. . .)
