clearing the fog I want to write some stuff. My brain doesn’t want to. This note is a compromise. Probably better in the long run if I just sit with my eyes closed for a bit. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X More Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…Related Posts:Find no. 36: A Final Gift from a Grimstead Field There is a particular clarity to the Wiltshire landscape in…Find 35: The Monastic Tinkerer This find came from my absolute favourite—and one of my…Find 34: A Prefabricated Plaque of Pratten & Co. A warm, golden late-summer afternoon on the well farmed margins…Photo of the Day: June 1st, 2026 In a country where they do sugar rats and baby…Palour Palm Potential Last week I paused to take a photo of our…Find 33: A Storied Sixpence Scraped from Sheep Pen Soil May 2023. An unseasonably warm and dry morning for mid-May… Post date August 11, 2014 Posted in CatTales, Postcard, writing Previous post: My 50 shades of grey Next post: sigh