A Wall

I was just stood looking at this wall and wondering why a daddy-long-legs was sat on it, facing the stone wall and doing nothing in particular, when I realised that I was doing exactly the same thing. Perhaps it’s thinking about how nice this morning is with its birdsong, sunshine, and an inherent (or do I mean implicit (or maybe some other word beginning with i)) promise of a life of ease.

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