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  "We spend the first twelve months of our children's lives teaching them to walk and talk and the next twelve telling them to sit down and shut up" - Phyllis Diller

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The scenery, flowers and birds, coupled with your wealth of knowledge, really made for a super few days. It was so nice spending time taking it all in, without the need to rush to the next destination. The dynamics of the friendly group merely added to the enjoyment. The week went all too quickly so, who knows, I may return for more! Do thank Ceri for the lovely sandwiches and the chickens for the eggs!

- Maureen N, UK.


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Snowdrops' slow ascent towards the sky

Some creative writing about snowdrops:-

 

It is that tale tale sign of a green triangle 2 cms high,

 

With a white edge pushing its way above the detritus and mulch of winter.

The tinge of white at their tip teases one into believing that they will flower so soon

(will I miss it), this afternoon, tomorrow, no the day after.

No the next, until suddenly they burst into full flowering.

The sign of winter’s thaw, the revolving of the seasons

The colour of purity, delicacy, surrender and light.

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