I almost didn’t finish writing this today. The dog and I went for our usual morning stroll and I was incredibly tempted to simply keep going and not come back until dark o’clock. The sun cast flitting shards of light and warmth upon the bluebells and wild garlic. Birdsong reached in throug…
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