Been walking - not enough - feel the need for good miles - out over the bracken that's gone all coppery. Here the sea. I can't walk on that. My eyes walk over it. Been watching a cormorant's black rubbery neck dive hopeful for an hour.
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Hey, Poet! It's October - time for an update on up north. Here is crisp and blue and golden today.
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