Saw a dead fox in the road today, very flattened apart from a basil brush style bushy tail which flapped a little in the wind as cars went by. Somehow an appropriate metaphor for our times.
Also stoped and asked to take a photo of a tiny pony which I thought my daughter would enjoy. On chatting the the woman who was walking with it, i saw it had a trap attached to the back which contained a load of rucksacks and touring gear. Turns out they'd travelled up from spain and were heading to scotland together. Like bike touring, but with a pony.
Saw a dead fox in the road today, very flattened apart from a basil brush style bushy tail which flapped a little in the wind as cars went by. Somehow an appropriate metaphor for our times.
Also stoped and asked to take a photo of a tiny pony which I thought my daughter would enjoy. On chatting the the woman who was walking with it, i saw it had a trap attached to the back which contained a load of rucksacks and touring gear. Turns out they'd travelled up from spain and were heading to scotland together. Like bike touring, but with a pony.
Edit: I think the pony was called 'el hechizo'.