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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Dido Music Info: Dido Music Info: Diary of a Desperate Exmoor .

Dido Music Info: Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: Limping
05052011090 Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: LimpingUp into the woods.park on park with pinpoints of campion and bluebells and wild garlic. Bracken unfurling, giving up secrets. May bursting outcrazy like it couldn't get a toss. No medicine in my earsfor once, just birdsong - guttural croak of pheasant; pure poignancy of blackbird. More honest sounds maybe.

Dido Music Info: Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: Limping

05052011090 Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: LimpingUp into the woods.park on green with pinpoints of campion and bluebells and wild garlic. Bracken unfurling, giving up secrets. May bursting outcrazy like it couldn't get a toss. No music in my earsfor once, just birdsong - guttural croak of pheasant; pure poignancy of blackbird. More honest sounds maybe.
We stop at my thinking spot, so high now, and look down at the river far below.

Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: Limping

#65279;#65279;#65279; the-pact Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: LimpingThe Pact by deZane (http://www.dezane.com/) Right. Now then. What was I going to say before I was so rudely interrupted by entities? Oh yes. The Journey. The Pact.
Where are we going? Well. I get a crude approximation of the last destination (Okay, let`s be true here, I`ve been granted my coordinates in no uncertain terms and in a very bossy voice) but I`ve set the cosmic SatNav to `interesting route` rather than `most direct`.