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If I could choose my memories, if I could keep any number of moments it would be the care free evenings of watching the sun go down and the colours of the rivers change. It would be seeing the reflection of a single swan, framed in a halo of golden sunlight as the last rays of Summer gracefully dip across the horizon. That’s the kind of thing I would store, for when the time comes that I can no longer find these moments for myself and can only rely on my photographic memory to conjour what I once witnessed for real.




 

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
― Haruki Murakami

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“At last came the golden month of the wild folk– honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.”
― Samuel Scoville Jr.




We found the windmill the other night. We were just driving aimlessly, looking for a good spot to capture the sunset. I said, ‘Wouldn’t the Windmill have been a great place this evening…’ and we agreed but it was too far away and plus we didn’t know where we were then anyway. Ten minutes later, through the fields of fully blossomed oil seed rape, we saw it. That’s luck for you.





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