Ephemera.
1. Met this fox-like mongrel in the park and played Fetch at his insistence. He did not understand the rules and refused to surrender a stick once Fetched, so I kept throwing more to see how many he could carry at one time. (His max was five.)
2. Sustained multiple rope burns. This one looks remarkably like a high heel, which might be the universe’s way of telling me I am too glamorous for physical labour.
3. Giant freakish vegetables, I don’t know why the garden is doing this.
4. Photographic print found in a second-hand travel book about Patagonia.
5. Underdrawing for a painting I never got around to, sketched on cardboard and sealed with green-tinged glue.
6. Shoes I inexplicably don’t FINALLY own.
7. Lately I have spent too many mornings sitting hungover in the sunshine on this boardwalk, nursing manifold regrets.
8. Illustration of Sappho looking unimpressed, found in a children’s history book.
9. Footbridge downstream. This river is an umbilical cord, I can’t seem to detach.
10. A buzzard, I’m told.
