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Sometimes all you have to do is decide where to put the frame.

Yesterday’s canal-side ride into work was almost magical. Riding in and out of pockets of thick mist. Mist that was rising off the canal and puddles and some the broader leafed vegetation. Beasts lumbering, barely sentient shadows slow moving under the force of their hunger. Ponies amongst trees, gently whinnying under branches. One magnificent light chestnut horse careering around the early morning paddock of joy, all mane and tail whipping in the heavy air. Flotillas of swans gliding the black water with wings arched over their backs…and a mad duck fight, where four ducks were creating a minor whirlpool as they whipped around and snapped and battered at the others, while around them a circle of about fifteen more, all watching.

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