Walk with me a while in the winter sunshine, with muddied boots and a low slung sun snatching at the bone bare branches of the hedgerow. Where decay and new growth exist side by side, old man’s beard heavy with rain and hazel catkins sparkle in a clear blue sky. The ivy offers berries to the lone blackbirds and desire paths lie unimpeded through the haw…
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Walk With Me
January
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