The photographs were taken at Dutch garden in London's Holland Park on August 2nd.
This morning I walked two hours at Tremanskärr, going across swamps. There were no deer fly. I tasted raspberries and lingonberries. The cranberries are not yet ripe.
While walking I did a little bit of thinking about Trump. The United States doesn't have a president after Obama, just a creature that can simulate a human being for a short while if he is tightly controlled and scripted.
(Posting title is from the song Road to Nowhere by David Byrne.)
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