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The sky fallen down

One of the most English of memories is bluebell tapestried woodland in April - I have a particular recollection of...

One bright morning, this very one in fact, I sit down at my desk to start writing a batch of...

My heart also expands at the spring-time welcome of where I live and where I visit. Here, the detail of...

A delightful simile for a late-landing spring, that of a boy running to school. It also reminds me of another...

A thrilling image of glittering northern waters in a moment of calm and gentleness.

'Crossing from Scalpay in...

What a beautiful corrective lens for the 'nasty, short and brutish' view of distant human lives. I did not realise...

At the precocious signal of spring, I see new-grown green peeping all about. And isn't that a sweet scene, sitting...

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