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“I am ready!” the woodland quietly whispers.
She coyly turns her sun-dappled crown.
Revealing her translucent, dancing, slippers
And her spring-ball, lilac, gown.
10 hours, 33 minutes ago
Leaving Ghent we required more water, I found a sports centre on route to Hallebos which allowed up to 4 campervans and provided toilet emptying facilities and water. 434 more words
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Ruth Blogs Here
Even though we are living in London, my husband and I are really lucky to live relatively close to a beautiful bluebell woods, so we went for a walk there yesterday to see how the bluebells are doing this year… :-)
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A Good Place to Stand
Nothing spells spring more than dappled light falling on an English Bluebell wood and of course this is a busy time for photographers. 139 more words
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A Listening Heart
It’s time to visit our spring woods. ‘Past thought miracles are there and beyond numbers’ waiting for us to enjoy their ‘charms to sweeten solitude 779 more words
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We’re nearly at the end of April but I came across a suggested menu for the month in my ninety+ year old cookery book.
It has a lovely little introduction: 312 more words
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