Thursday, 8 December 2011

A season on the farm

Today's bitingly cold winter wind has inspired me to look back over the year and remember how it all began: with a bare brown field and that same cold wind. It wasn't long before the brown gave way to the first flush of green, which was swiftly usurped by the frenzied luscious growth of summer (too much, in some places!) and the mounds of produce. Now just the hardy winter veg are left, beautifully touched by frost of a morning.

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