Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Down the road, afternoon.
After looking for signs of the spring for so long, suddenly it is racing faster than one can follow, as fast as the swallow flying a metre above the pasture.
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Walking at lunch yesterday, I saw Mol's twin! She was happily flying about the lawn much as the swallow you describe here.
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