Earlier I was listening to music from the late 90s (Everything But The Girl), it took me back, inexactly. On my fortieth birthday we had a party and I slept out, and was fiercly bitten by West Yorkshire midges.
In Withens Clough, May 2004. |
I'm not quite sure, yet, of the purpose of this blog. Exploring earlier photography, a bit of writing, saying something about the things I like and don't, reflections on a life, we'll see as we go on.
Elder daughter and a friend, May 2004. |
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