Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Filthy Weather

Yesterday was spent driving through the filthy weather to the airport to deliver Hugo to the plane. Then driving back through filthy weather home again. Filthy can be beautiful though. It just depends how you look at it. And who you look at it with. On the way up I had two young men and on…
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Pacing

Yesterday I swung from one task to the next, achieving nothing, starting stuff and then wandering in another direction and finding myself doing something completely different. Trying to restart the first one again then discovering task number three or four. I left the water running into the sink and forgot to put the water on…
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The new and the forever

All things repeat. All things. And now Paris. Again. The world is a frightening and fascinating place. I have lived in a number of cities in the world. I have made terrible mistakes and wondrous decisions. So I am not naive. And as you know I have made a decision to move to the country, grow…



