Coffee and people
I love my local coffee shop, where I sit and read as two guys on my right argue passionately in Russian, a little old lady sips her tea on her own and glances sharply over the top of her newspaper … Continue reading
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Falling leaves
The leaves on the trees are changing colour into rich reds, golds, yellows and browns, before falling to the ground in St. James Park. Their decay will mix into the loam and fertilize the soil to feed the trees again, … Continue reading
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