Written 19 September, 2020.
Home again last night, but frightened. Shocked. Unable to talk to you.
But the treeloppers came before breakfast today and finished off their work. Not for the faint-hearted. (It’s not me swearing)
Written 19 September, 2020.
Home again last night, but frightened. Shocked. Unable to talk to you.
But the treeloppers came before breakfast today and finished off their work. Not for the faint-hearted. (It’s not me swearing)