Another leg of the High Weald Landscape Trail -- Tenterden to Rye.
1. A perfect wood -- hazel trees with fortnight-old leaves, a stream, wild garlic and bluebells.
2. Lambs jumping so that their back legs are thrown out sideways, and calves running with their tails in the air.
3. A view across the marshes: The town of Rye piled up on its hill, with Dungeness powerstation over its shoulder.
Lifting the dust, tape and stitch.
1. The vacuum cleaner lifts the dust and shines the surface of the floor. 2. The tacky circular sound that happens when I peel off a generou...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...