You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

-Mary Oliver

Monday, 1 September 2008

The Elderfield

Having beers tonight at our local, I looked around at those assembled - Baerbel, Natali, Pablo, Nao - and had the thought:

"There's no place else I'd rather be."

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