Sunday, 25 May 2008

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Oh my. A swift just swooped in at my open window, perched for a moment
on the door of my dresser to take a closer look around the room, and
flew out again.

The radio reports severe weather in the South East - but here it is
warm, still and golden, with an irresistibly spicy smell of new grass
and leaves.

This is the first time in over a year that I have enjoyed fine dry
weather at the cottage, and it is a revelation.

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