The lavender was two meters high. I have never seen it grow so tall. I accidentally made a video of it in the wind. It almost seemed animated. Perhaps I should have posted that.
Sometimes the beauty in the stillness really draws me. The shadows and the lone bird on the wire.
The lost lolly. The little fish-face still smiling but not loved any longer. Gentle melancholy.
Maybe we see what we are.
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