Swallows curving in fives or tens or fifteens

2017-06-19 19.26.30Of all the hours, my favourite may be the magic hour. Wisps of clouds across the sky, and swallows curving in fives or tens or fifteens around a particularly orange summer setting sun. What a relief my dear, to experience summer is finally here. Watch our cares and our worries disappear, and our obfuscated figures finally reappear, clearly, across a lucent page of the world in which our neighbour apparently has no fear, as he turns on his fucking lawnmower.

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