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Hello pale blossom. Hello damp cool green beauty so frail, so delicate forcing your frail delicate way up through dark dense earth. Hello faint hope, hello rebirth hello vanquisher of winter, pale bell that heralds all the rest. Golden trumpets and scarlet or dark frilled tulips and later roses, lilies , dahlias and exuberant vines.…
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These are white goats, not sheep. The rams had long grey horns, not tightly curled but twisted close to the head and then jutting out. We saw them just outside a rather touristy sea-side town. The shepherd looked like a professor of philosophy with his grey beard and stick. He nodded gravely when we asked…
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Some cities strike me as being a good fit for human beings. Cordoba is one of these. It is easy and pleasant to walk about the old city, for so long the capital of Spain. It’s famous “patios” or courtyards constantly surprise with tempting glimpses into the colourful flower-filled lives of residents. How wonderful it…
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Everyone is complaining about how cold and cloudy it is this winter here. We are not. It is wonderful walking weather. Not too hot or dazzlingly sunny. Yesterday we went to the famous Playa de los Muertos…beach of the dead! It is a wonderful long stretch of tiny pebble beach well protected from the ravages…
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The long bitterly cold period that lasted over the holidays has finally broken. In a day or so we will go back to the usual grumbling about shovelling the steps and dark days. We will forget the anxiety over the possibility of frozen pipes that had our taps trickling and our kitchen cupboard doors…
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For the whole month of November I’ve been dong the Novel in November thing Ever heard of this? Neither had I until last year when I was too lazy and unmotivated to produce the 1500 to 2000 words per day to give me some sort of mish mash that is to be edited into, ta…
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In a town parking lot a stern birch tree supervises shoppers.
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Now summer is really over. It turns out fall is somehow better than summer – sunny, warm, and sometimes the wonderful fall wind springs up. Beautiful leaves are tugged off the trees. The grass is a magical green because of all the rain we had. The garden was mixed. Kale a great success, potatoes not bad,…
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Broad and generous when she changes from thick dense greenery to brilliant hues of crimson, of pink of unlikely yellow and brown. when her sunsets make me raise my head from the sink where I wash dishes or chop vegetables. The sound of leaves scudding along the country road or the cry of wild geese…
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This wonderful white gladiolus flower appeared suddenly this month. I had planted bulbs at the end of each vegetable row and they all came up, red-orange and beautiful. Then when all were completely finished blooming, this white one appeared. A mystery which seemed to be reflected in yesterday’s sky.
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