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…or I could across the water from Devon and meet you halfway… 🙂
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Oh yes :). They do look most enticing, those Devon hills.
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They’re beautiful. I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else 🙂
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The photograph and verse make for a highly enjoyable experience in viewing and reading, together. Thank you!
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I agree! and I fancy that walk! 🙂
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Thanks, Melinda. Unfortunately, there’s a busy shipping channel there, but some days, it really looks as if you could walk over 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Thank you, I’m glad I got it across. I love looking out the window and seeing the Devon hills in the distance!
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Cracking day in Swansea, then? Cracking pic and lovely poem
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Thanks. Yes, we’ve had a few cracking days in a row now. I’m starting to believe it really is spring…
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Steady now. ‘Ne’re turn a clout til May be out’, so thay say. Just watch out for that hawthorne – when you see that, you know it’s spring 🙂
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