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Walking in my favourite nook damp dead wood is under foot bluebells in my ideal dell honeysuckle makes my nostrils swell Rose wood cones from cedar trees the flies, the moths, and the bees summer brings a happy breeze pollen flying makes me wheeze The Chaffinch sings his pretty song harmonised melodies for the throng twinkling trees of summer sun woodpeckers beckon me to come Berries plump and juicy ripe fragrant herbs of every type the heat beats down upon my head further into the dell I'm lead A rabbit burrowing out of sight the ants are marching to their fight dragonflies gracefully float beetles plod and termites gloat Breathing freely smells of old wild Gardenia white and bold lush green foliage everywhere the nook is home to many there Sweet wild baby's breath in rows decor bordering the hedgerows my country walk exhilarating this July day is scintillating I'm filled with essences of the Summer being here is such an honour taking stock of delightful days before the long cold Winter phase
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
Summer Days......
Walking in my favourite nook damp dead wood is under foot bluebells in my ideal dell honeysuckle makes my nostrils swell Rose wood cones from cedar trees the flies, the moths, and the bees summer brings a happy breeze pollen flying makes me wheeze The Chaffinch sings his pretty song harmonised melodies for the throng twinkling trees of summer sun woodpeckers beckon me to come Berries plump and juicy ripe fragrant herbs of every type the heat beats down upon my head further into the dell I'm lead A rabbit burrowing out of sight the ants are marching to their fight dragonflies gracefully float beetles plod and termites gloat Breathing freely smells of old wild Gardenia white and bold lush green foliage everywhere the nook is home to many there Sweet wild baby's breath in rows decor bordering the hedgerows my country walk exhilarating this July day is scintillating I'm filled with essences of the Summer being here is such an honour taking stock of delightful days before the long cold Winter phase
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
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