On sheep feeding duty early this morning. You can`t really have too much of a beautiful thing can you? Not when it`s this exquisite frozen stillness, literally breathtaking......the lines in that poem should read:
"A poor life this, if full of care,
We MAKE no time to stand and stare."
No football today as dog is on a city awayday or two.
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