Tuesday

  • red box down red box down. Neighbour’s tree, taken out another’s fence and now nestled helter skelter all akimbo strewn sprawled cut wounded timber over someone’s back yard
  • living amongst the green belted rolling hills of indigenous trees there is quite the anxiety on days of storm. Knowing not if, but when, some day trees are lying through the house
  • red box down red box down. Electricity stolen, home rescinded to darkening monad shell. No light, fridge, heating, TV, radio, street light, washing machine, kettle, toast, internet, exhaust fan, telephone. Dusk patiently passes us into the solace of candled stub light.