I walked home last night at dusk, in a breathless and sacred silence broken only by the drumming take-off of a partridge. I saw two tawny owls fly from the oak trees. Utter perfection.
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Monday, 6 February 2012
Sunday in the Snow
I walked home last night at dusk, in a breathless and sacred silence broken only by the drumming take-off of a partridge. I saw two tawny owls fly from the oak trees. Utter perfection.
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