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Drifting clouds

Drifting clouds – Small feet follow the secret paths, Paths that lead to adventure’s, played through the scrub and trees. In the small glen where freedom was everywhere. – The […]
Drifting clouds

The Red Fox.

While out visiting the other evening we were seated in the kitchen having a coffee. “Look there’s a Hare in the field” my host said. Sitting in the evening sun […]
The Red Fox.

Rising mist.

Was going to sea my daughter and was passing the Spa lough, there was heavy fog that morning but by the afternoon it was lifting. So has I passed the […]
Rising mist.