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Monday, January 08, 2007

The grass shone like silver


The days between Christmas and New Year, when time seems to stand still, were dull and grey. But on our walk on this particular morning, just as we reached a bluff above the Tees, the sun came out and made the dew-covered grass shine like silver.
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