Forgot to post my morning cycle photos. It's getting light so late now, I'm cycling at sunrise.

The sounds that went with the photos were the sea, a passing train, and the sirens of the prison transport vans shuttling prisoners to Pollsmoor.

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A dog walking behind its person so it could stay in her shadow.

Loose brick cobbles softly knocking together as my bike's wheels rolled over them.

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Things I saw and heard yesterday:

A man I nearly bumped into saying "That's OK, not serious, mon" in a deep voice.

A man who's crouched down to repair brick paving. He's trying not to laugh because I just walked into a pole.

(why yes, despite my idea of myself as a serious and dignified person I have a personal soundtrack, and it is yackity sacks)

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A sign directing trucks, battered and torn along one edge by the trucks that have scraped past it.

A moth fluttering across four lanes of moving traffic. It crossed at the pedestrian crossing, but against the lights.

A tree with huge a right angled gap in its branches and foliage, from years of trucks driving under it.

The clean skeleton of a kitten, hidden amongst the weeds of a traffic island.

A scattering of too many porcupine quills on the verge of a busy road.

The mark on my neighbours car where a thrown brick struck it.

A chameleon, thin as a dried leaf on tar, flattened by a car's wheel.

The hollow boom of a truck ramming under a bridge that's too low for it.

The bangs as the wheels of a petrol bombed bus exploded.

Potholes in a road where dune moles undermined it.