Sunday 28th July
The sky was painted in reds, pinks and mauves as I closed the shutters last night. The sun a blaze of gold on the horizon, stealing the light from the garden, turning the trees to silhouettes. This morning a crystal clear blue waits for me as I push the shutter wide, a cool northerly breeze flowing through the open window and plenty of s…
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