dewpage
A still reservoir wrapped in morning fog, a small wooden jetty at the edge.

Slow notes
from early mornings.

Walks, film rolls, and the small things worth writing down.

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From the film roll

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A lone grey heron standing still in shallow water on a foggy morning.Heron, waitingOctober 2026Close-up of dew drops on blades of grass with a low sun behind.First light on the grassSeptember 2026A sheer linen curtain lifting in the breeze in front of an open window.Open window, SundayJune 2026A bicycle leaning against a pale pink wall in late-afternoon sun.The pink wallAugust 2026A narrow road winding through green hills in morning haze.Road over the hillsMay 2026A ferry railing at dusk with calm sea and distant hills.Last ferryJuly 2026A gravel path disappearing into dense fog beside the water.Fourteen lamp postsOctober 2026

A small notebook, kept slowly.

dewpage is where I put the things that are too small for anywhere else: a walk before the city wakes up, a roll of film that came back warmer than expected, ten quiet minutes with a cup of tea.

Nothing here is urgent. Posts appear when they are ready, which is not very often.

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A linen curtain lifting in the breeze by an open window.