24th Feb09, High Newton, 2pm



Trooper buried himself in the old grass. It's not clear to me what he gets out of it but he does it a lot and loves it!



Someone had spent a long time with an old bottle making these patterns in the sand. For all I know it may be of deep significance to someone or it may be a random act of boredom. Either way it appealed to me.

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