horns of wilmington's cow

By anth

Eider Or

Early cooked breakfast in the Morpeth Apartment, and zip up the road in the wee orange beastie. Weekend away done, and home in plenty time to get out on a walk and then sit out in the sun in the garden, reflecting on the need for a bit of peace and quiet for a while. Next weekend, nothing planned. Weekend (and two weeks) after, north-west and the Isles. Batteries running close to flat.

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