free as a bird

I AM DONE WRITING MY ESSAYS! I AM DONE WRITING MY ESSAYS!
(until December, that is)

So please excuse the randomness and unplanned nature of this post.
I've not slept in days and I am knackered (do I sound British yet?).


This really amused me at four o'clock in the morning.
From John Knowles, The York School of Glass-Painting, 1936.


I happened upon a parade yesterday.


There was music.


And it just kept going...


And now I'm free as a bird flying over the Ouse.
xx