OCTOBER NATURE NOTES
Winter’s wizened fingers crept along the ditches and fencelines, marked by the occasional ground frost, mist droplets sparkling on cobwebs, the first skylarks flying over as they fled…
Winter’s wizened fingers crept along the ditches and fencelines, marked by the occasional ground frost, mist droplets sparkling on cobwebs, the first skylarks flying over as they fled…
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