Bleak Holes

Tanvir Naomi BushUncategorized 6 Comments

No sun was able to squeeze through the chinks of the rain clouds hanging dolefully over Cambridge today. Even Dennis the squirrel is depressed. He crouched miserably on the bird table this morning looking up at the dripping sky and allowed the turtle doves to get away with all the sunflower seeds. (for the doves it was a bit of a coo….) It gets to me too. The surge of energy I had at the weekend is draining away and […]