Psychotruck, caramel and rolling.

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1. At the end of work I wander down the lane to pick some blackberries and sloes. I am just in time, because the hedge cutter is 100 yards down the road and coming towards me.

2.The smell of brown sugar.

3. Footage of a seal sleeping in an underwater field of eel grass on The Blue Planet. It looked so fat and contented rolling gently in the current.

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  1. UnknownWednesday, August 23, 2006

    It's always comforting to watch a seal. They do roll. They also loll.

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  2. Christine BorneWednesday, August 23, 2006

    Upon waking, I couldn't recall any of my dreams with much precision (which is unusual), but I've got a vague feeling that something deep in my psyche has changed for the better. I guess that's beautiful, in a sort of unnerving way.

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  3. AnonymousThursday, August 24, 2006

    I love wild fruit!

    On a tangential note, when we were in England last fall we saw a hedge cutter on our trip. It really was a cool thing to see because we don't have them in the U.S. (because we don't really have hedge-lined lanes the way you do).

    Somehow I always imagined that they just grew that way or that one non-slacker person went out and did their hedges and then all the neighbors were guilted into following suit. In retrospect that doesn't seem terribly realistic, but somehow I just didn't picture a big piece of specialty machinery.

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