FIELD OF DREAMS...
It's not often that you see something beautiful on Bell Street in Preston but this morning poetry appeared before our eyes. And you know how the ladies of hml like their poetry. We thought you'd all appreciate this one...
The beauty of it being that once the wood was dismantled the poem would be gone forever. All hail the wood yard worker who thought it a good idea to send out this cryptic and yet optimistic message...
Also spotted in Fitzroy this week was this rather contemplative graf work, noice one peeps...
It's not often that you see something beautiful on Bell Street in Preston but this morning poetry appeared before our eyes. And you know how the ladies of hml like their poetry. We thought you'd all appreciate this one...
The beauty of it being that once the wood was dismantled the poem would be gone forever. All hail the wood yard worker who thought it a good idea to send out this cryptic and yet optimistic message...
Also spotted in Fitzroy this week was this rather contemplative graf work, noice one peeps...
1 comment:
Ah, ephemerality...that's lovely
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