It was a wet and wild day.
The rain drove streams down the paths that wound round the grounds.
I stared out the window, hypnothised by the flailing branches and wildly spinning escapee leaves.
A duck couple, strolled calmly along the path, rolling easily from side to side, pausing to exchange pleasantries,
Moving on out of sight, at one with the world.
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Thus we are men, and we know not how, there is something in us, that can be without us, and will be after us -Thomas Browne
