I wake at five. How wonderful I have another hour in bed. I make tea and start a new book.
The washing is on the line before 7.00, and dry when I get home.
He stands with a lambs 2 front feet hooked over his arm, my eyes travel up the length of it's body, where I see a look of pure contentment and half closed eyes as it sucks from a babies bottle.
Bit f that
And the angel said unto the shepherds "shove off"
this is cattle country".
(little book of graffiti)
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