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19 May 2012

knock knock

I arrive before 7 o'clock in the morning. The homes on the lane are sleeping. One, two or three bottles of milk wait by doors. I slowly walk the morning with my camera as I wait to knock. A long black cat joins me for a while. 
Photo: D's and S's door, near a steam train, trees, pubs and The Thames

2 comments:

Dino said...

that long black cat was probably Barney, King of the Road... we share him with our neighbour, Lynn.

Madeleine Marie Slavick said...

Please say hello to Barney. A hello with a touch.