There is no end to being busy at work, but that is quite all right. In fact, for some reason I woke up smiling this morning, thinking about work.
I commuted by bicycle, and it was good.
(Posting title is from the poem Idem 1 by Michael Palmer.)
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Nice set of pictures... especially like the first image.
Thanks! It was a good day to be out walking. The clouds changed the landscape continuously, and photographs taken one second apart often looked very different.
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