Much learning doth make thee mad

These were taken in my first few weeks in Cambridge, when it all felt strange and lonely and I'd just stayed up until it got light writing my essays for the first time. Arturo came to visit and we cycled away from the town and my books until we found open, empty fields and tiny paths in tree-covered clearings, where we hid our bikes, walked towards the railway bridges, and took these pictures with our camera hanging from a tree branch.