Lindsay's lot

By LindsayWard

recharge

A need to be outside led us to a swathe of woodland we hadn't visited before. We went to see what there was to see and listen to the water's rush. We travelled home talking of trees we'd climbed through, the fairy houses we found and the tuneful thumping gurgle the river played for us as we sat on the bench. And muddy shoes. Very muddy shoes.

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