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was late to pick up z and Lucas because I caught a glimpse of some horses in a water-logged field from the motorway
so swung off at the next junction and spent the next two hours trying to navigate back to the field to photograph the horses
this was considerably difficult, especially as i was dressed for driving and not expolring muddy paths, fields, bogs and brambles
(a fluffy black onesie and some nice sneakers)
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it was sooooo cinematic: with the reflections and birds flying behind the horses
by the time i eventually made it to them, drenched in sweat and covered in mud and horse shit
they had moved out of the water-logged field
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go back in the water
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new friends
did NOT want to go back in the water
they wanted to come see if i had food.
left them
and got back onto the motorway to see them standing back in the water as i drove past: arrrrggggh.
got myself bedraggled to pick up z and Lucas and borrowed a shirt from z
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on our way back past, i couldn't resist a little diversion for another go with the horses
but this time they weren't there at all
z made some comment about a desperate man never getting what he wants