Today it rained.I didn’t go for a walk,not even with my brightblue umbrella.it was too greyafter yesterday. I did the ironing instead;all the dark washing,nothing orange, pink or red,which didn’t help.But then I got thinkingabout yesterday: my neighbour’s daffodilsnodding bright yellowin short gusts,and the primroses’ pale frills,the thrustof golden crocuses, and the early quince blossomlending […]
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