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.
Love is past…
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*A shattering poem, written 7 years after his incarceration in
Northampton. Clare's mind is ranging back to the death of his ...
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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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