I took this photo yesterday, a day after the horror. The churned up ground, the chips and dust, the jagged edges and wounds all still clear to see.
Sigh. I hate it when an old tree is pulled down. And this one was 200 years old.
That plus the weather we are having really kills any enthusiasm. Tomorrow.
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- bec: Avitable - Thank you Penelope - I am finding it a little disconcerting at the...
- Penelope: I lost a very dear cat about 10 years ago. I still have *the box* on a shelf in...
- Avitable: So sorry, Bec....
- whall: One of the many things on life that I don't do enough of that I want to do more...
- bec: TMF! - Thanks again, but I'm fine....
- TMF!: bec, if you need more than a chat invite me around... I'll be over in a shot wit...
- Reading Material The one good thing about taking a lot of time going to and from work is that I have time to read again. I have been trawling second hand bookshops,...
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- This Is How I Feel Today ...
- Desperate For just a little excitement in my life that doesn't involve Scouts (even the news is against me on this) and fundraising and having to be a goody goody. ...
- Drained Unbelievably tired. Rain falling. Toasty warm blanket. Happy feeling post Heroes And the distinct feeling that tomorrow is going to be the same (without the noooo behind you oh my god he's alive...
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