Snatched phrases (on hope)

December 31, 2016 § 5 Comments

‘It’s maybe why her mother took to walking, Tess thinks  as she clambers through thickets of ash, brown kurrajong, weeping fig.
When you’re walking the view shifts and changes.
Walking’s a form of hope.’

from ‘The World Without Us
by Mireille Juchau

When you're walking ...

When you’re walking …

... the view shifts and changes.

… the view shifts and changes.

Walking's a form of hope.

Walking’s a form of hope.

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