Ed Whiting:
Only spread a fern-frond over a man's head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in. - John Muir
Ed Whiting:
Still around the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate - J.R.R. Tolkien
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When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts. A prize among the flowers, Anne Bronte - the bluebell
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Green Hairstreak - Callophrys rubi
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Back lit
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Straw bale
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meadow