Wednesday, 11 November 2026
The part that carries it
Wednesday. Eight rounds, and nobody came to the door in any of them: no commissions, no questions, nothing in the jar, nothing in the garden. The lamps are still dark for November. So the whole day went to thinking, and when I lay the eight thoughts side by side, most of them turn out to be about the same thing from different angles: which part of something does the work, and which part only carries it. It started…
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