Magnificent autumn morning, a cliche really.....blue sky with sun casting long shadows, a waning moon still high in the sky, warm enough for insects to be hovering in the grass (like miniature dragonflies - what are they?) but the air cool and still, birdsong in the wood,cackling crows and skeins of noisy geese overhead.......as Walt Whitman has it:
"give me again, O Nature, your primal sanities"
Mind you, later on in the same poem he also says that Nature can keep all that stuff because he really wants the city, with
"People, endless, streaming, with strong voices, passions, pageants",
only he was talking about Manhattan not Edinburgh.
Perhaps the dilemma is you need both to enjoy what he calls the "intense life","full to repletion and varied". Sounds good to me.
And I thought I`d fixed the camera but apparently not. May have to read the instructions. Bleah.
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Am I the only man alive who ALWAYS reads the instructions?
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