1. When I am raking moss out of a wildflower meadow, a frog hops into the ditch.
2. Looking back over the scarified ground and seeing rolls of debris like waves on the sea.
3. Clive shows us a blue lagoon at the back of the quarry. The roof of a working has collapsed, cutting a water filled cave off from the rest of the lake.
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