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I saw these spring onions and had to do something about it.
Looking back: dawn over La Paz
On our way to Serranías de Murrillo, early morning and looking back over the city we left behind.
The Self - beheaded
I imagined my death this morning: In a car crash or by a bullet. I felt sorry for myself. I cried over my corpse for a while. Soon after I started talking of cows, of the government, of how expensive life is nowadays, And I felt better, a little bit good. I meant to tell you that I am really ill. As if without skin, hurt by the air around, wounded by the sun, by words, by dreams. An annoying devil has climbed on the back of my head and doesn't leve me alone. Ulcerous, rotten, I have to live crawling, on all fours, slowly, any way I can. [Jaime Sabines (1926-1999)]
Fifteen views of Jersey's coast
Walking the paths of the northern coast of Jersey.
A tree and its bench
A Tree and its bench...
London from the Sky Garden
20 Fenchurch Street, London. The Sky Garden
Storm clouds over Waterloo Bridge
On a memorable day: 25 April, 2016... Going home
A tree and its shadow
A welcome shade in a hot July, Kent...