Category Archives: Walks

My New Role Model

Look at the mischief and determination in the crafty little eyes of Mere Denis. That is hemp she is wading through, not flax, but that is hardly important. I like that she patently doesn’t give a bugger for anything other … Continue reading

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I Don’t Want to be Adult

I want to live in a shed in my own back yard. I want to keep a sleeping bag in my car. I want to kidnap Buckley and go on a road trip. As a culmination of these feelings we … Continue reading

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Labels

It is ironic that I who hate labels nonetheless sew them into my own linens, and feel a little thrill of pride while I do it. Partly it’s because it is The Law, but I enjoy flouting the law in … Continue reading

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Pinching Myself

This is where I live, and this is what it looks like. The cairns at the end of the point are built by the walkers, including me, and that makes me just bust with pride and pleasure! I had no … Continue reading

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