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Solstice Done

Eight by the coast of the Celtic Sea, the sky gray leaning blue with a bright white stripe to mark some boundary in the upper air, a wee chill in a breeze here below, the coffee decent tart and sweet, the solstice done, and we start the long slide into shorter days.

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Solstice Eve

Nearing 10 by the coast of the Celtic Sea, a mild Sunday with a breeze and an undecided rain, the sun contending with a bright overcast, the birds off elsewhere for the moment, the coffee decent tart and sweet, and the solstice due tomorrow, then the lengthening again of night.

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Saturday Again

Half 8 near the coast of the Celtic Sea, a brisk breeze with a chill under a bright overcast, the doves quiet after an early cacophony echoing off the castle walls, the coffee decent tart and sweet, and here we are again at Saturday on our speck of the Cosmos.

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Swifts Aloft

The swifts are about, hunting aloft near the bell tower of St. Multose in twos and threes and more, their flitting black silhouettes elegant.