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27 September 2009

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Lovely! I remember we came upon some sheep in Devon and although I am sure they were not "wild" they were wild and wooly with undocked tails and twigs in their wool. I even gather some wool off the thorny bushes and brought it home...it's in a drawer somewhere but would make for a nice stuffing for a cat toy...

What a treat! When my Aussie friendvisited he was amazed that we still had wild ponies in this country.

Oh, how lovely! They're such attractive little things, too, aren't they?

No ponies round here, but we do have wallabies. They escaped from a small private zoo years ago. Really...

Welcome back 60-16. Such a super photo sequence. And you remind us that there are wild, wilful creatures not as yet under the choking hand of intrusive care.
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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Daniel Klein, Travels with Epicurus
    I too listen to music more and more. Throughout my life, music has stirred me more than any other art form, and now, in old age, I find myself listening to it almost every evening, usually alone, for hours at a time.
  • Julia Blackburn, Thin Paths
    I began writing because I liked to write things down. I learnt foreign languages because they seemed to enter my head by a process of osmosis.
  • Joan Bakewell, Stop the Clocks
    I live contentedly alone. It's better that way and I am often thoughtful about what has been and what might have been. There are many like me.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

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