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It sounds so clinical,176 – like a tokenor ticket clutchedwaitingfor your starched shirtsor bakery orderbut to his motherthere was a namesung deep like a lullabybeyond our earsor comprehension,whispered softlyby his…
It sounds so clinical,176 – like a tokenor ticket clutchedwaitingfor your starched shirtsor bakery orderbut to his motherthere was a namesung deep like a lullabybeyond our earsor comprehension,whispered softlyby his…
An idea I had on the way home from a lovely afternoon party. This is my first digital image in a very long time. Enjoy,Mark
An image I took (with manipulation) soon after we moved to Ottawa. My wife and son walking along Wellington Ave, which is a really cool and funky part of the…
So today we were running a bunch of network tests. If you are just monitoring the tests over Teams or Zoom or whatever it can be a bit boring watching…
There is luxuryin moments spentidly watchingthe sumac swayto an ancientverdant dancelaughing softlyas they gavottein the morning sun. There is luxuryin tattered jeanswell wornperhaps with holesyour Mother cluckedand told you to…
There is somethingabout a passing queenregal posture wavingjewels sparklingon the wateras she gesturesOnward! to her realmthen dances southwardaccompanied by the murmurof her passing wake ml’25 (cruise ship watching at sunset)