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Winter Fog and mist from Winter Hill drew over West Pennines it blew over moorland gorse and bracken into soot filled chimneys it did blacken Through howling wind and driving snow dogwalkers walk in degrees below The water flows freely down Pick up bank Thunderous skies miserable and dank Spring The hard winter doth disappear The flowering buds reappear Starlings arrive cometh May lighter nights here to stay Food plentiful rodents group Barn Owls prepare the swoop The green grass grow, the wind dies down Darwen Tower sentinel over Town Summer The heat of summer finally here barbecues ready flowing of beer The Moorland cattle graze Too much sun Moorland ablaze Families depart summer vacation Off they fly to foreign nation on their return they did miss Beautiful Darwen land of bliss Autumn Autumn brings forth first frost Final sign summers lost leaves fall russet yellowy reds Butterflies and Bumblebees prepare their beds Autumnal warmth bereft of heat Hoddesden walks crunchy underfeet Washing lines away , Out tumble driers Kids collecting wood for their bonfires Martyn Grindrod
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Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
Four Seasons of Darwen
Winter Fog and mist from Winter Hill drew over West Pennines it blew over moorland gorse and bracken into soot filled chimneys it did blacken Through howling wind and driving snow dogwalkers walk in degrees below The water flows freely down Pick up bank Thunderous skies miserable and dank Spring The hard winter doth disappear The flowering buds reappear Starlings arrive cometh May lighter nights here to stay Food plentiful rodents group Barn Owls prepare the swoop The green grass grow, the wind dies down Darwen Tower sentinel over Town Summer The heat of summer finally here barbecues ready flowing of beer The Moorland cattle graze Too much sun Moorland ablaze Families depart summer vacation Off they fly to foreign nation on their return they did miss Beautiful Darwen land of bliss Autumn Autumn brings forth first frost Final sign summers lost leaves fall russet yellowy reds Butterflies and Bumblebees prepare their beds Autumnal warmth bereft of heat Hoddesden walks crunchy underfeet Washing lines away , Out tumble driers Kids collecting wood for their bonfires Martyn Grindrod
My view of life in my Town of Darwen Lancashire UK
Shakerite
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51/M/Darwen Lancashire UK
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
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