This has been the most perfect couple of autumn days – an Indian summer no less. Walking in the meadow beside the river is a delight, but there is a strange sound……. A gentle, pop-pop-pop-pop….. it took a little while for me to realise it is the sound of the broom pods gently opening and dispelling their seeds. A wonderful reminder of birth, life, death and new growth to come.
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