Sunday, 13 June 2010


Posted by Tania Kindersley.

It is a gloomy old night tonight. The sky is very low and the air is dank. The clouds are hovering over the blue hill like smoke. But just because it was there was not sunshine and dancing girls, does not mean there was not loveliness.

Beauty and the stone

What can I tell you? There are nights when I look at my ancient, sagging wall, and feel a little philosophical.

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