More images from North Berwick, but these all felt more dramatic in black and white. So, er, here they are.
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Monday 5 February 2007
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A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast...
A poem which, strangely enough, reminds me of New York. Lemon pie and diner coffee.
In nature's time, the trees dance to the windswept tune, revealing ancient patterns, the symphony and motion of life, caressed by starlight, the life-generating force of heaven, that radiates its warmth and music across the cosmic reaches....
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