nonsenses & truths

By sloeburn

Easter

The weather was promising today so I went for a ride from my parents house.  They live in a great place for remote roads, some of which were in such a bad state or (as this one) had a wide strip of grass and moss growing up the middle that 'track' would be more accurate.  I was glad of my sturdy bike.  This one ran parallel to an A road so had no through traffic, just a few farms.  This seemed to be a tiny tree growing in the hollow of a fence post that someone had decorated...I'd like to think it had also been suitably adorned at christmas.

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