One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Walking [11.5.16]

Dripping fog when I got up. Nice. Coffee then the usual route (abridged by a friend). The floating white trees are out for Xmas. I guess they'll be absent from the lagoon this season.

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