Morning sounds in my back garden.
The drone of a single bee hidden beside the shed. A wood pigeon calls. A rook answers. The sun slowly emerges in a bath of blue sky.
a self-declared cyborg doing cyborg stuff
The drone of a single bee hidden beside the shed. A wood pigeon calls. A rook answers. The sun slowly emerges in a bath of blue sky.
I became aware of the diminishing darkness unlocking the sky’s potential.