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Sep 2020
This time on September the 1st last year.. Oh yes I can remember this so vivid and clear..Well I was doing exactly what I am doing now but I managed to take a little unwanted trip somehow

As I reminisce roamin’ thru the gloamin’ amidst the purple heather..me and my sweet singing friends.. those birds of a feather..of course I wasn’t watching where I was going whilst the Black-faced ewes were a’toing and a’froing..Now there must have been rock.. it was a great big boulder and I bumped into it and almost dislocated my shoulder

So I lay seeing stars and i thought I was dying witn my pride in pieces as my agony was crying..How can I forget that wonderful walkway when I am following my treads this beautiful day ? Mind you I won’t let that happen again.. it took me a month or so to get rid of the pain..
Written by
Jill Tait
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