Pharmacist Daze

By beerdadtwy

Clover points the way

Another cold grey day.

Fifteen minutes of rain.

No lunch break.

Hurrying home across the cabbage fields, the smell of 'fertiliser' assailing my olfactory senses, I spied a clump of clover vibrant in a patch of sunlight.

Shortly after I captured this it was dark again.

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