Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Splendour in the grass

"Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, glory in the flower, we will grieve not; rather find strength in what remains behind" - William Wordsworth
I am too old to be jumping over fences, but you would too, when you see the view from the other side of the Grasslands. 
Last night's quick walk was a different take on "splendour in the grass"











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