At this time of year, the grass is long and horrible, the trees are bare , river high, fast and threatening and the planks on the bridge wet and slippery. How I look forward to spring, primroses , daffies and bluebells with blossom on the blackthorn, damson and apple trees.
I am retired and 'though able, at last, to do more or less what I wish, I feel I am wasting the few years of life left to me. that is the reason for starting this Blog, so that I might communicate with other humans with perhaps similar interests or perhaps opposing interests. I'm 80 years old but still a child at heart.
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