Lovely red apples

Lovely red apples, good enough for Red Riding Hood’s basket, good enough for the queen with the mirror on the wall. Gorgeous red apples, crisp and juicy with a delicate pinkish tinge to the flesh. Discovery they are called and…

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Making Tracks

The farmer from across the lake came to cut the silage last week. The three foot high grasses are gone. In their place sits a brownish stubble. Yet only four days after cutting green shoots are pushing through. These don’t,…

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