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18:22
16 Dec
2007 |
Following The Star |
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I looked up while walking the dog this evening to discover a burning orange streak, tearing across the dusk sky above the forest on the border of Oxfordshire and Buckinghamshire.
It was a beautiful sight. Powerful though my little camera phone is, it was never going to do much justice to the phenomenon of the setting sun glancing off the vapour trail of the aircraft.
That, and I had a little barking dog beneath me, at a loss to explain why the human was farting about with a little device and not throwing the tennis ball.
Dogs must learn that most humans cannot get through a lovely moment without frantically recording it for posterity in any way they can.
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by Ollie : Digg him : Facebook this |
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