A storm-swept trek to Brighton by bus and on foot. Soaked to the skin the minute I stepped off the bus. Disoriented - the map being not the territory, plus the map was on my iBook - and lost. On the edge of hypothermia by the time I caught the #1 back home. The storm continues but it seems to be blowing itself out.
Image ... Garden umbrella. The Fens, Boston.
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