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Latte time

I am sitting having a latte in Costa. I have updated my short story called Dereliction of Duty by adding a new section under the heading of Foot Note. Here in Skipton the wind blows gently causing the bunting to…

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Uncut: Buttercups

Golden yellow buttercups, Daisies daintily sweet. Lion clocks fading, Docks standing proud, May flowers waving, Nettles firmly competing: All surrender to the rampant grass, except Thistle sharp.   Earthen banks, birds hunting, Willows bow, rippling water, silent pebbles, pool deep,…

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Derwentwater

The purest blue sharply defines the mountains, cascading down to Derwentwater. Luxuriating in gentle sunlight. I am cooled by pure air from the lake. I see stark rock faces breaking the burgeoning green of May. Ancient tracks slither, guiding shepherds,…

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Dreaming at Lodore Falls

The purest blue sharply defines the mountains, cascading down to Derwentwater. Luxuriating in gentle sunlight. I am cooled by pure air from the lake. I see stark rock faces breaking the burgeoning green of May. Ancient tracks slither, guiding shepherds, fell…

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