Our secret weapon.
Foxs Lane - February 2nd, 2012
Wednesday. The second last day of the summer holidays. The second last day of seven months together. A walk in the late afternoon. Plums and blackberries picked. And eaten. And spilled. And shared. Time together. Yesterday I tried to convince my farmer boy to chuck it all in, to hitch up the caravan and to head North again. Yesterday the impending school year felt overwhelming. Yesterday I wasn't sure where to begin. Yesterday I wanted to be free. Today I'm not sure. I love this place. I... Continue Reading
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