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27/02/12
daffs, tulips and crocuses. red pink blossom that smells of nothing fancy but makes my heart burst. sunshine that gives me freckles. a long hot walk where coats are discarded and sandals are prefereable. a desire to sit outside with a cold beer and take a nap. spring in february? it's crazy ass weather, because that was my weekend. beautiful weather that felt a little like summer if you ignored the fact that that brisk wind was making my nipples turn to tic tacs. today it is piddling down, and grey as clay. what gives?
so last week i built an otter house. i rooted out norway maple and something that looks like norway maple but that i can't remember the name of, sawed appropriate sized logs to make the base of the 'house', made 4 exits in case prey/excitable terriers decided to impose on the otters and then laid the offcuts and the leftover spindly trees over the logs to create a ceiling. leaves and assorted debris will later fall in autumn and hopefully camouflage the little home.
on the 1st march we had the most fantastic morning fog. it felt like you could disappear for the day:
daffs, tulips and crocuses. red pink blossom that smells of nothing fancy but makes my heart burst. sunshine that gives me freckles. a long hot walk where coats are discarded and sandals are prefereable. a desire to sit outside with a cold beer and take a nap. spring in february? it's crazy ass weather, because that was my weekend. beautiful weather that felt a little like summer if you ignored the fact that that brisk wind was making my nipples turn to tic tacs. today it is piddling down, and grey as clay. what gives?
so last week i built an otter house. i rooted out norway maple and something that looks like norway maple but that i can't remember the name of, sawed appropriate sized logs to make the base of the 'house', made 4 exits in case prey/excitable terriers decided to impose on the otters and then laid the offcuts and the leftover spindly trees over the logs to create a ceiling. leaves and assorted debris will later fall in autumn and hopefully camouflage the little home.
on the 1st march we had the most fantastic morning fog. it felt like you could disappear for the day: