The Bulbs
Last weekend, I wrote in my nature journal:
“The air is green again. I feel like I can finally take a lungful of air once more.”
I was out on the moors with my dear friend and intrepid hiking buddy, Laurie, stretching out our “mopey thighs” after a winter of chocolate appreciation and cat stroking. All our January walks had felt trudging and much…
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