Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Touching twisted into something




This week has been busy, so here are some blurry photographs, taken on January 8th.

I commuted by bicycle yesterday and today, a total of four hours of exercise, which feels good. In the morning it was quite cold, -9 °C, but it warmed up during the day.

(Posting title is from the poem The Third Hour of the Night by Frank Bidart.)

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