Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Approach to Bogard, afternoon.
As I drive up, I see a flock of curlews in a ploughed field beside the road. Gull-like, they fly low across the chocolatey earth, patterned mottled brown and white.
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