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I have a favorite walk not far from where I live that never disappoints.The sand track, running parallel to the beach, appears mundane initially but on closer inspection, throws up such treasures that it keeps me ‘on my toes’ or rather keeps my eyes on their toes (If such a thing is possible.)20160104_090516

Everything on my morning walk

deserves regard,

ask the skeleton of the wild carrot

why it stops me in my tracks,

becomes a work of art.

look how it raises its hands in supplication

As though humbly begging the sky to pay it some attention.

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