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Scenes in a Westerly Direction – September 10

On a rare morning on which my husband and I found ourselves alone (as he put it: all three of our children in school = mind blown), we traveled to a nearby town for a supremely delicious and grossly oversized breakfast.  After which, we took a stroll in the park.  How provincial of us.  Certainly a change of pace.

So many secret paths and warrens

So many secret paths and warrens

How many bees can you find?

How many bees can you find?

Love this

Love this

A step back in time?

A step back in time?

Ironically not right on the shore

Ironically not right on the shore

 

 

 

 

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