SUMMER DREAMING
The sun was shining, the sky was blue, ducklings dabbled in the water, the plop of a fish as it jumped for a fly, flowers gently wafted in the soft breeze. A bench in the shade, I had my book, my camera and my lunch. All was well with the world.
And then I remembered it was getting on for half eight and I was going to be late for work.
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