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Rain, then stormy wind –

Handy and tricky in turn ~

Folding tarpaulins.

A pleasant surprise –

Pick up where you leave off friends ~

Easy conversation.

Last front house sun days –

Manipulating the ants ~

Clear generations.

Picking blackberries –

Against the fading grey light ~

Can’t tell black from red.

Explaining prime numbers-

Daughter interrupts ~

Drags me back down the hill.

Much bigger ants here –

Trying hard not to kill them ~

Some kamikaze.

Continuity –

Clearly you’re a dinosaur ~

Hunting small mammals.

Hazy mountain-view –

Framed by fruit trees in full leaf ~

Tiny pears still safe.

Devonian stream –

Fish choc a bloc, tail to head ~

Ack, had I a rod.

Pee in the river –

I’m quite sure no one is there ~

A heron, staring.

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