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Who could ask for more? than to sit beside the river on it's perpetual,headlong journey, in the green and verdant valley of the Wye. Where the ever changing seasons in their rich and timeless harmony bring a new delight to please the eye. Where meadows,rich and fertile, reach up to meet the woodland standing proud and green against the sky. See the salmon catch the sunlight, hear the constant conversations of the bird life as they swoop and soar so high. Smell the sweet scent of the leaf mould catch the spirit of the moment who could ask for more? Not I.
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Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 6:30 AM UTC
Who could ask for more?
Who could ask for more? than to sit beside the river on it's perpetual,headlong journey, in the green and verdant valley of the Wye. Where the ever changing seasons in their rich and timeless harmony bring a new delight to please the eye. Where meadows,rich and fertile, reach up to meet the woodland standing proud and green against the sky. See the salmon catch the sunlight, hear the constant conversations of the bird life as they swoop and soar so high. Smell the sweet scent of the leaf mould catch the spirit of the moment who could ask for more? Not I.
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Wye Valley, South Wales,
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 6:30 AM UTC
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