Thursday, May 26, 2011

Guilty Garden

Strange feeling... when I looked into the yard this morning, I had a strong impression that I'd caught the World doing something it shouldn't; it seemed to have paused stock-still, tense and unmoving as if in a game of musical statues, in the hope that I wouldn't notice what it had been up to.
I wonder what it had been doing?
Switching from colour into black and white and back again?

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