The Dark Months Eighteen
As heaving dark grey clouds yawn open, light hits yellow lichen on a wooden rail, causing colour to ripple in intense succession before giving way to hope and renewal.
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As heaving dark grey clouds yawn open, light hits yellow lichen on a wooden rail, causing colour to ripple in intense succession before giving way to hope and renewal.
Read More The Dark Months EighteenThe nights draw in. Temperatures drop. Summer is increasingly a memory. I’m determined to extend the season by enoying as much light and space as I can, when I can.
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