Even though pandemic regulations don’t allow us to do half the things we might like to do at the moment, I don’t think I can be the only one who’s still finding it hard to find time to do everything that’s on my “to do” list.
I certainly intended to write two blog posts this weekend, as well as preparing several business-related articles and a stack of emails ready for the coming week.
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The word yellow has been wandering through my mind in search of something to connect with.
It could connect with bulldozer. It could connect with huge chunky slablike somethings that hang in the air in much the same way that bricks don’t. It could connect with the small, leech-like Babel fish.
It could connect with the eyes of a huge eagle with circles tattooed on its wings, or with Kate Schechter’s battered Citroën 2CV.
It could, of course, just connect to fields like the one in the photo, and the rapeseed flowers that are spreading across the English countryside at this time of year: a veritable Suffusion of Yellow.
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