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View through the summer house window. 7.15pm. |
Evening in the summer house. |
There are apples appearing on the tree once again, much smaller than last year, owing to the vagaries of our weather this time.
This afternoon, I watched a buzzard lazily circling over head, and then two seagulls began to call raucously and dive bomb him, but he was unperturbed and circled on his way.
The 10th August always has poignant overtones for me, as I know in 4 weeks time there will be another 10th. September. The 6th anniversary of the death of our son Matthew, aged 30. So, it tugs at my heart strings, and as we inevitably go towards that date, it has its ups and downs.
My blog about Matt is found at
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Never mind, there may yet be one that will open in a few weeks!
Ah well, time for a brew, as someone used to say.................................................
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