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Graffiti & Hinge

I went out twice yesterday, each time the heavens opened on my head. Maybe they are trying to tell me something? Buy a hat? Remember your umbrella? Whilst I sheltered from the storm with the dog, I found this container which had been given the usual decorative finish by some locals. I do like a pimped up hinge featuring rust spots. Takes my mind off this fearful weather.

I never thought I would write this, but, how I long for a hard frost – one that gets into the ground and makes the dog lame if he runs on it. At this point in seasonal proceedings we both have mud fever and do not much care to leave the house.

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