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Just charming.

Another homeless guy, Ian, whom I first met under the bridge as a fellow refugee from the big storms, and whom I’ve bumped into a couple of times and waved in passing, today gave me this. The pen feels delightful and book ready; the matching piece is a torch, bright, too.

How lovely. Thanks mate.

Added a light, with another tomorrow going on the other side. Spent some money today, but hopefully to achieve some good. Hardware, and electrical cable, and a dog mattress that I’m using to watch the tablet. Very uncomfortable otherwise.

Morning colour selectively.

Hard to get going today. Quick early stop at the quarry for oats, get hassled by a Bodalla redneck, and shower beside the quieted road. Painting at Moruya. Cleaned the van rollers, at the rest area away from the creep.

Riverside Park blossoms launching with Spring. These trees since I’ve been van living and visiting on them have gone from flame colours to soft whites. What a privilege to experience them.