Sunday 24th March
Monty and I are walking while everyone be else is still asleep. Chasing patches of blue sky, soaking up the peace of a Sunday morning. The farmers must be sleeping late too because there is no distant tractor rumble adding a base note to the birds. We stand in the sunshine on the drive just listening to the quiet and the music.
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