Tag: writing
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29 June – 3 July 2026
Monday “Do you do this every week?” There’s trash in the open grass and trash by the bench. But there’s also a man on the bench admiring the view. As I didn’t want to disturb him, I was heading for the trash in the open first. I say sort of, and walk over. He tells…
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22 – 26 June 2026
Monday “Who is the man with the black umbrella?” “There are thirty guns in the box.” I’ve started using Duolingo again. I could potentially weave black-umbrella man into the Duolingo story, but I’m less sure about thirty guns in a box. That said, these sentences do seem to fit together. I just completed a lesson to…
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8 – 16 May 2026
Catching up. Spring is a good time to go to Greece because all the wildflowers are out. The glossy blood-red poppies, chamomile daisies, lantana and rock roses, small purple scabious, tall wild mallow. They’re all over the archaeological sites and knee deep under the silver-green olive trees. The ice saints are in the news at…
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27 April – 1 May 2026
Monday Sunrise: 5:40am Pay last weekend’s sunshine tax with a litter pick. A row of stationary cars builds steadily beside me as they wait for temporary traffic lights to change. I feel self conscious. Am I weird? This is weird. I hold up cans and let them drain before crushing them underfoot. Pick them up…
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20 – 24 April 2026
Monday Sunrise: 5:54am “Morning!” Podcast man is smiling. He and his dog are early, much further down the street than usual. The sun is up and the air is already lilac scented. In the wood the bluebells are a blue haze and around the edges the stitchwort is out. Dandelion clocks are ticking – some…
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13 – 17 April 2026
Monday Sunrise: 6:09am 5°C and sunny. Shadows form blue pools in the park and the frost glints in the sun.What is the weather doing? Answer: whatever it wants.I try a walk through a different neighbourhood and all the trees here are pink. School kids meet at garden gates and cars swing out of driveways. Tuesday …
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31 March, 8 – 10 April
Tuesday 31 March Sunrise: 6:38am “I think I love angels now. Maybe I believe in them, because of something I’ll tell you later.” This is from Devin Kelly’s newsletter about poetry. Something about it reads like dialogue from a novel. Feels like a book in waiting. As the train pulls into Southall, a woman leans…
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23 – 27 March 2026
Monday Sunrise: 5:56am Sunrise before 6am! Today the weak sun shines like a torch through gauze. There’s a low mist at the Iron Age earthworks, and I reach for some deep connection to the past—some whisper from the ancients. But this was never my past and it’s Monday morning and all I can hear is…
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16 – 20 March 2026
Monday Sunrise: 6:12am A practical dawn: no delight, no drama. Light before 6am, enough to be able to cross the room without your hands outstretched. I’m here for the early train. On the platform a lone magpie flies ahead. I tell myself to stop – you can’t live your life ruled by birds and superstition.…
Walknotes 
