Today I marched off up the hill, beyond the houses, and foraged among the golfing greens. A decent number of blackberries collected and not a soul in sight. OK, a few golfers, behind the hedgerow. But otherwise mostly just butterflies, one with beautiful eyes all over its wings. It saw me coming and flushed down the path. I think next week the blackberries will be even better.
"I appreciate SDF but it's a general-purpose server and the name doesn't make it obvious that it's about art." - Eugen Rochko