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Sunday June 16th 2013  Tim Candler


    Summer Solstice just five days away, and some of us are a long way from prepared.  Something about this year is running late. The greens of grass and trees are at the end of May, and Raspberry are ripening at least ten days late, but I am not convinced by such signatures of time. I have to think there is some other cause, something deep and stirring.

     And I guess this sort of paranoid delusion of a great out there watching in judgment is actually the source of Calendars. Great stones erected have a permanence and solidity, a constancy, an immoveable and comforting  bureaucracy.  The week with it's seven days. And the year, round and neatly tied by leap day.


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