Our skin is still salty, our hearts still eased ...

I've packed the black grip with boots, alpaca socks and checked shirts - 

Deo volente, I'm travelling north tomorrow with Penelope - 

I'm considering wearing a tweed cap - 

Looking up, I can see the young apples on the tree - 

The warm wind stirrs the shapely leaves - 

Dancing shadows are cast upon the grass - 

We remember swimming this afternoon - 

Our skin is still salty, our hearts still eased - 

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Tuesday 19 July 2016

The Old School House

East Stoke

Dorset