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thickets / moor mill pits

27/1/2019

 


“That wish to enter into an elusive element which had urged Cosimo into the trees, was still working now inside him unsatisfied, making him long for a more intimate link, a relationship which would bind him to each leaf and twig and feather and flutter.”

​Italo Calvino, The Baron in the Trees, 1957

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