The sound of silence

I've used today's title often when trying to describe that almost magical quiet that accompanies snow. You just know, from the instant you waken that it's been snowing. Heavily. You know that young branches will be bowing under the weight, grass will be struggling to push through, the rowan berries will be lightly dusted and... Continue Reading →

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