Thursday, 18 September 2008


I don't know if it is because of the financial crash, the hurricane in Texas or the fact that folk have started up the particle collider underneath the Swiss mountains, but some strange things are going on around here.

The sky over the house was suddenly full of swallows swooping , twisting and drifting into the rays of the setting sun. A short way up the track i cycled through a cloud of dragonflies and then a little further i passed hunters dragging a dead boar from the forest, a pool of incriminating blood drying on the terra cotta soil.

Several kilometers later, hurtling down the hill from the lake my jacket caught in the back wheel, the bike stopped i continued.

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