Not So Very Long Ago...
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It was a blink before twilight at the very end of an enchanted summer day. The air warm and still. Gathered on the narrow timber bridge, a small gaggle of antiquarians lost in a reverie at the prospect of the river below. The water so clear and serene. The faintest scent of honeysuckle tantalising. A buzz of a fly here and there. A distant bird passes overhead.
Burgh-next-Aylsham church...
Ah the days of warm summer evenings. i remember that day well, Mr Munro popping his head up above the long grass, shouting "say cheese" and snapping away like a snapping thing , capturing the moment for posterity.
ReplyDeleteSuch wonderful moments to cherish in the cold bleak days. Huzzah to the on coming of spring and summer!