.....aahhh.....the little details.

...ever noticed how when things are bleakest, the tiniest beam of light, the eeniest little reflection, the smallest pleasure seems magnified?
Ive always liked winter best. The sunshine is lovlier. The colours are gentler. The details are clearer.
Just back from Jenny's farm where the people are sparser. The air is fresher.
So here is the trip up
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