Walking on the brown smear of beach down by the water
dwarfed but distinct, perky.
Sorry, I may recover from the election and be capable again of coherent thought by next week - lining up little ducks (geese? Julie says they're geese - I think she's right, Canada geese?) was about my level today.
I agree with Mark on the unrepentant anglophile angle. I am currently saving like mad to get me to the UK July 2006 to cut a swathe from London through to Wales. Two friends and I are going over together, splitting up, doing our own thing, coming back together. That sort of arrangement.