The axis calls and sometimes I repeat the things it says to me

[cybermule]

I had a good weekend. Regrouped with old friends. Made new friends. Visited nice places.

Edgbaston Reservoir was the dystopian joy of my dreams in the shadowless blast of hot May sunshine. You can walk right around the reservoir, with welcome shady bits. And buy a veggie sausage sandwich from the café near the entrance. And from the angle above, looking towards the dam and city, it looks like an infinity pool with the twin futuristic towers of Brum looming above the brink.

I feel the need to redefine my edges with travel, I think. I want to revisit Amsterdam. I want to discover Exmoor. More relevantly to now, I want to go and see the Mappa Mundi in Hereford. I need to dig my travel notebook out and explore and plan and ideaweave again.