Spring Walk

Walking down the path strewn with flowers, yellow primrose, red campion, herb robert, spring colours. Clumps of daffodils, scented sweet. New leaf buds in the trees. And the gorse is in flower, golden honey scented, coconut drenched, perfume. On the beach of golden sand, white wavelets rush back and forth mediating with the dark blue sea.
Above us, the wide blue sky with occasional white wisps, highlighting it’s perfection.
And the birds flit and sing, sweet and high, and the wind buffets then caresses our faces. Who needs heaven, when this is our earth?

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