1. Who on earth am I?

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Breath.   Oxygen in.   Carbon dioxide out.   Chlorophyll captures the sun.   Rice grows in faraway hills.   People harvest it, thresh it, sell.   Wind drives a turbine; wires carry energy.   Water piped here from Wales boils spinach and rice.   Food enters the tube my body is built around.

Introducing ‘Seasons, senses & self’

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From 1 September 2024 to 31 August 2025, I’m aiming to publish a very short piece of writing on readwriteflow.uk each day. Starting where you are and when you like, will you flow along with the process? Maybe write a little daily or weekly? Or simply read and reflect…