By weewilkie


Walking with Archie. Saw lots of sand martins playing in the air on the Kelvin river looking for a nest site in the banks. So much movement, writing joy in loopy glides. Dolphins of the sky, indeed.
Down here on the street we are closed till further notice. Something about the simple handwriting of the sign (pictured) and the bright coloured slabs of the slats caught my attention the way the martins did. The nestling hole punctured in its middle, sealed in black gaffer tape, graffiti scribbled at its margins.
Back home this evening getting ready to take Archie for his last walk and writing this blip helps bring it all to mind. The big stuff and the small only waiting to be noticed.

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