Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

LOST AND FOUND

After a long search, I was delighted to find my battered old flora this afternoon. 

Given to me by a colleague in 1976, it’s been with me in the Alps, the Picos de Europa, the Orkneys, Shetlands, the Outer Hebrides,  the interior of Iceland and the wonderful natural cliff gardens of Trotternish - not to mention many  an apparently mundane meadow.  Welcome back, old friend.

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