Ego quos amo, arguo, et castigo. Æmulare ergo, et pœnitentiam age.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Not where I was
But the same idea. Not happy to be back in town.
Same river in which I swam today, except it looks nothing like this where I was, being very fast-flowing and apparently competely free of plant life.
Ban on entering the woods because it is so dry. But this is what some parts of the forest around the village look like. Mass is in a chapel on the edge of the woods, pews in the open air. Ambling the three miles or so from the bus stop cleans the city from one's insides, and coming back is Not Nice. Wanna go back. Must Get Proper Job.
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