Pouncing on: pollen
bees
wasps
leaves
Rolling in: cut grass
dust
ant hills
the sun
Sleeping on: blankets
deck chairs
window ledges
laps
Sitting in: plant pots
shoeboxes
shed
wendy house
Eating: cat food
birthday cake
ice cream
spiders
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Notes:
1. Written on May 5th, 2024
“I can’t believe we don’t have to go to stupid school today!” beamed Claire. “On a Monday! That’s never happened before! Ever!”
“It literally happened last month, Claire,” Tina said.
“No it didn’t,” Claire said.
“At Easter,” Ethel replied.
“We didn’t have Monday off then,” Claire said, bolstering her earlier argument with facts. “We had the whole week off.”
“Twice,” said Daniel, nodding enthusiastically (and also knowledgeably).
“Exactly,” said Claire. “So there!”
It was easy to forget there was a castle on the hill above the town, and down the hill beside the town, and at the bottom of the hill beneath the town, beneath the hedges, beneath the bushes, beneath the tall grass, beneath the short grass, beneath the wildflowers, beneath the weeds, beneath the dust and the dirt beneath our feet.
But it was there. It was there.
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Notes:
1. Written on May 3rd, 2024
“What are you watching?”
“Snooker.”
“What?”
“Snooker.”
“Snooker is not a word, Daniel.”
“It’s a game.”
“It’s not even a game, Daniel. They don’t show games on TV!”
“It’s a sport, Claire.”
“It’s definitely not a sport, Tina.”
“It is.”
“It isn’t! They’re not even wearing trainers. And they’re wearing trousers.”
“You’re not even wearing trainers or trousers!”
“Shut up, Ethel.”
“You shut up, Claire!”
“And anyway, if it IS a sport, why are they all so old?”
“Claire!”
“What now Daniel?”
“That’s so rude!”
“It is not rude. Just look at them. They look like ghosts in a haunted hotel!”
“There’s no such thing as ghosts, Claire.”
“I know that, Ethel! And I never said there was! So there!”
“You did!”
“I did not!”
“You did!”
“I did not!”
(repeat until end of frame)
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Notes:
1. Written on May 1st, 2024
some days you could walk in here forever and never see the same thing twice
and on others
never see anything new
just the same trees
endlessly
forever
no matter how far you went
no matter how much you yearned
for something else
to appear
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Notes:
1. Written on March 6th, 2024