We had a walk down to the allotment today, our lass to feed the birds me and our lass to feed our soul, I made our lass laugh to the point she dirtied her glasses, can't share the joke, but we had a great few hours. Another excuse for a cuppa, a ponder and a thoughtful talk
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| A layer of snow greets us |
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| Foot prints on the pond |
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| I liked the way our lass described the snow slipping off the greenhouse roof as tumbling sheets |
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| Whilst having our brew the snow came back, wish my camera would take the same shots our eyes could see. |
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