Roadside verge Sarah Nature, Poems Sep 13, 2019Sep 13, 2019 Beneath the green tangled luxuriance of summer growth, snowdrops are sleeping. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published Sep 13, 2019Sep 13, 2019
Thanks Andrea! You are right, the seasons are all contained in each other. This weekend I noticed little tiny hazel catkins among the hazelnuts. Spring, summer, autumn and winter on one branch. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Life in the Fresh Air 
Lovely, Sarah!
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Thanks Riba 😀
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Gorgeous Sarah, and so all the seasons are contained in each other!
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Thanks Andrea! You are right, the seasons are all contained in each other. This weekend I noticed little tiny hazel catkins among the hazelnuts. Spring, summer, autumn and winter on one branch.
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