Cloudless blue

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I write at a desk in a room overlooking our kitchen garden. A bridge between the house and the garden spans the long yard below. I write and listen to the song of blackbirds. It’s the growing season and half my mind is concerned with gardening tasks and the other half a novel about a broken man and a frozen child. The sky is a cloudless blue.

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