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I have begun to think that perhaps fruitflies have the most sensitive sense of smell (or whatever it is they have) of the whole animal kingdom. They come in droves the second you get fruit into the house, which means you have to put said fruit in fridge, which makes a girl sad because cold [...]
This is a dirty rotten trick. A single photo. My way of telling you that I have now not only retrieved my photos, but have managed to find them full-sized. And I am so very pleased. And it is so very late.
Here is one picture, of the boatman loading my and L (an anthropologist [...]
Wine and bike, bike and wine. It sounds like the ideal combination, zooming past green-topped vineyards hung with grapes, pedal, creak, cork, glug, and so on.
In practical application, I went at kind of the wrong time of year, so the vineyards were dry and cut back, poised for their springtime growth, and my bike [...]
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