... think again.
The bloody woodpigeons, the blackbirds, tits, rooks, jackdaws... My head is hurting.
And as for the visual noise... mist with dawn light... summer trees looming like weird gods.
Olafactory? Our rosebushes keep telling me to go out and sniff them.
I'm tired. Or I mean, my body is tired. The brain has a way to go yet.
Keep safe everyone. I hope you're all ok. Dx
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