Up the Garden Path
Last night the wind and rain surged against the house. By morning the sun shone and the air filled with birdsong. At the moment, I am not well but before lunch I went out into the garden for some fresh air. Although it is so cold buds are swelling on the fruit trees. I'm hoping for a good crop of apples, pears and plums this year.
Labels: Birdsong, Fruit Trees, Hertfordshire, Rain, Rosemary Morris Historical Novelist, Sunshine, Wind
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