Leafless hazel bordered the holloway -
A bright river flowed past a garden -
The air was still -
We were brushed by gorse flowers -
Old trees held last year's nests -
We made our way to the silent village -
The willow awakening -
A wren flying across our path -
The sky filled with cloud -
We then saw the Magnolia tree -
The ancient hedgerow -
We heard a languid guitar -
A gentle voice -
We felt the warmth of a longed for summer -
11.30
Tuesday 19 March 2019
Turnerspuddle
Dorset
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