There are times when it all seems so hopeless, and today was one of those days. I had got into a discussion with people who care more for their own ego’s than the natural world. I went out to do some shopping and saw the Buzzards flying high, young Pheasants crossing the road and a Blackthorn in blossom. My spirits rose, for how could they not.
There are times when it all seems so hopeless, and today was one of those days. I had got into a discussion with people who care more for their own ego’s than the natural world. I went out to do some shopping and saw the Buzzards flying high, young Pheasants crossing the road and a Blackthorn in blossom. My spirits rose, for how could they not.