A stem of grass seeds plucked from the side of the road. Living within a quarter of a mile of one of the busiest motorways in the country, existing within inches of a noisy main road. Walked on, peed on, kicked, pinched and scattered. Sheer beauty.
I've no idea who the child is or why the donkey seems to have lost its head, but that doesn't matter. It's just one of the pri...
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