Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
Up the road, afternoon.
Less than half-way round we resort to the school bus shelter. I watch the circles of rain on a large grey puddle for a while, then reluctantly turn for home.
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So dreary again! Sigh. Why does May always promise so much, and June can never seem to deliver?
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