Tag: bluebells
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15 – 19 April 2024
Tuesday “Surely they can’t get on, bro?” It’s a fair point, but the driver doesn’t reply to the man in the corner, pressed against the door. Instead he keeps that door closed and opens the ones in the middle. Somehow, two more people squeeze on. I walked halfway to the station but chose to get…
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1–5 May
Monday Before the weekend, I stuck sticks in the pots to annoy the squirrel. Yesterday, E said “what amuses me is that you always think it’s the same one.” But I think it is. It always takes the same path across the fence top, over the grass and up to next door’s bird table. It…
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17–21 April
Monday The sun rose at 6:01am today, tomorrow it’ll be 5:59am. The grass is still wet from the pre-dawn rain and I have a slight emotional hangover from the weekend. I litter pick as much to give myself a sense of agency as to tidy up. I’m relieved to see T. He’s on his own.…
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3 – 7 April
Monday I see T and his mate. Perfect timing. My litter picker is good but it’s not strong enough to pick up the heavy gas canister I’m staring at, or the other five in the big box next to it. Also, I’ve done my back in (again). We all stare at the canisters and talk…
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Week 20: 23 – 28 May
Monday Wake up in bed, overlooking a forest on a steep slope. There are only trees (no plants on the forest floor) and even though it looks like autumn I know it’s not. The trees are dying. As I watch, one group of people tries to cut them down while another group, dressed in white,…
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Week 16: 25 – 30 April 2022
Monday The sunrise was 5.44am this morning, according to my phone. So we’ve made it back to where we were on 28 March, the day the clocks went forward. The bluebells are out in force in the wood now, and they’ve snuck into every garden in the neighbourhood too, ours included. They’re tallish plants, so…
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Week 5: 7 – 12 February
Last Saturday afternoon we walked to the shops. We were the other side of the road, but I pointed anyway and said “See that tiny green thing? What d’you think it is?” He looked and said “The bright green thing? Err…”. It was the stegosaurus, of course. We picked it up on the way home.…