I was ready for a thousand pale winters ...

Tessa and Charlie are now in the beautiful garden - 

Last night, they watched the moonrise - 

The warm wind stirred the pines - 

The water in the pool reflected the stars - 

I remember languid afternoons under a canopy of vines - 

I'd picked an orange from the dark green branches - 

I'd read The Big Sleep whilst swallows fell with the brightness from the air - 

I'd eaten a fig ripened by the fearless sun - 

I was ready for a hundred pale winters - 

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Thursday 9 November 2017

The Old School House 

East Stoke

Dorset