12 October 2010

Pictures, words

How hip is Hipstamatic? So hip it dates your black and white pictures 30 years ago. I have always loved the tall native grasses, especially when they drink summer's gold. Spring is mining it for us now.

I took my iPhone running tonight. Alack, the gloaming was well advanced by the time I commenced, so there are not many photos to share. Further, I also figured I could play scrabble if desired, but this pursuit was not coterminous with my primary goal of sustained motion. Obviously taking photos resulted in a journey characterised by stops and starts, but thus my life-journey tends to maunder anyway.

Once the earth is denuded of asphalt and the other accretions of modern inconvenience, everything is much simpler, so it is incomparably easier to run on the dirt in my experience.

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