With oak apples
I'm glad it's rained. It's been ten years since I was in Norfolk in June to see the burgeoning countryside; not a lot of red kites then. But then, buzzards were unusual, once.
We have to be thankful for these small gains—the rain, the kites—in such a time of prolonged loss.
I'm glad it's rained. It's been ten years since I was in Norfolk in June to see the burgeoning countryside; not a lot of red kites then. But then, buzzards were unusual, once.
We have to be thankful for these small gains—the rain, the kites—in such a time of prolonged loss.