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Yes, absolutely: yay stoats, yay stoatie's mum. That is good news.
So, Saturday: went blackberry picking! Took a really lovely walk by a river, picked oodles and oodles of blackberries, threw sticks for a silly dog, lounged around in the sun with blackberries in my belly and dark, juice-stained fingers. Someone I know is going to make these berries into some sort of liqueur, according to Ye Olde Recipe, all I have to do is help pick them and make some suitably arty labels for the bottles, and then I’ll get some too. Which'll be nice.
Sunday: went to the beach! I haven’t been to the beach - or even seen the sea - for, well, years. And I’m kinda amazed at how happy I was to see it, too. I mean, I know that it’s only the sea. But, at the same time, I was all like wow, duuude it’s the sea!1!! - as I paddled around. And then sat on the beach and boggled at the groovy vastness of it all. Man.
This morning: really fucking happy.
Right now: gosh, the sky is actually astonishingly beautiful. Very unusual blue. There’s a storm that’s almost here, and the air is really warm and fresh. Any minute its going to throw it down. |
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