‘With Each Passing Day’ – Queen’s Ride, SW13

The remains of a glass beer bottle, smashed in the kerb, now transformed from large shards to ground fragments. A different kind of green exploding into life all around on the common, whilst the ubiquitous carrier lies on the tarmac in a very slow state of decay. The return to mere grains many (many) hours away.

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