Thursday, 1 January 2015

Day 1/365

We drove much more quietly on the return trip, the cumulative effect of a late night and heat and much whisky. It's a special kind of friendship, one that will sit next to you in the car, having bursts of significant conversation interspersed with observations about the sky, mixed in with the quiet of thoughtful people.

I decided I didn't quite have resolutions, but that I did want to write every day in 2015 - lots of words, or less words with a picture.

I know this year is going to be another big one, and if the open blue skies of today are any indication, it's going to be wide open and beautiful.

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