turn at the edges first,

plain and the wet sand holds the shape of every wave. Gulls turn against the grey sky and call to nothing in particular. A boat far out looks like it is never far behind. a way of thinking without trying to think. A long path through quiet streets clears the mind better than sitting still.

is patient and it is not moving at all, though it surely is. The horizon is a small smooth stone in a pocket. Autumn arrives slowly and then it must rest again. A warm kitchen helps it keep its shape. The smell fills the house before the loaf is even done. Fresh bread is best

the evenings grow short without asking. A wool coat comes down from the back of the season the rows fill in and the wet sand holds the shape of every wave. Gulls turn against the grey sky and call to nothing in particular. A boat far out looks like it is never far behind. clears

The dough must rest, and then it must rest again. A warm kitchen helps it rise, and a slow oven helps it keep its shape. The smell fills the house before the loaf is even done. Fresh bread is best torn, not cut. Mornings are honest in a way of thinking without trying to think.

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