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Apr 2019
The March wind is a month
late, not unusual in Ireland.

Out on a field in front of our
house, South east side, an Oak

tree was felled, in the night, birds
eggs, missed Easter, by a week!
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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