and this year it has been as beautiful as only September can be.
It's almost as if nature is saying... sorry, but the summer has gone
now, so to make it easier, go walk in the early morning mists that
hug the valleys, go feast your eyes on these stunning colours, go listen,
to our own blackbirds song, now the swallows have left for southern skies.
September seems to me, now, a month in which to reminisce.
I remember Rebecca... she bought me this song by Sting a long time ago...
Or was it only yesterday........ eat your waters kiddo......... x
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