Tim was out hedge cutting before I had got out of my PJs. It was another dragging branches onto an ever growing pile. The air was good for my fuzzy head.
This afternoon we went for a stroll with Tony and Wendy around Benenden. It was cold and windy and very muddy. It is always entertaining to hear their stories and adventures. Over a mug of tea the list of pubs we are going to eat at got longer and longer. My walking companions look good in my sketchbook.
Grantchester was an emotional one this evening.
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| Strolling Sketchbook |
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