I found a new cobweb strung between wooden fence rails in the field. Around the garden, the first bees of spring were out foraging for pollen in open crocus flowers.
Desolation destruction
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*It might be thought this is a modern poem, but no, it is Clare writing 200
years ago.*
All enemies open their mouths to deride
Fear & snares are agains...
23 hours ago
2 comments:
Spring is truely with you ...it will be a couple of weeks before we see the same sights up here.
The New Forest was my late husbands favourite place in the world to be ...he dreamed of retiring there.
I'd say it's happened, at last, wouldn't you? Lovely photos, and so encouraging!
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