Monday, February 26, 2007

Wednesday 13th September 1933

To Market Rasen by car, thence by bus to Lincoln (wearing bowler!) It is raining just a little! The long drought shows signs of coming to an end.

One picture of our journey, we sat drinking tea in a pretty roadside garden on the Nottinghamshire border. Leaves cascading down from the trees…flying leaves everywhere…rustling…sighing… It is autumn. The summer is dying gently, very peacefully, like an old, tired man.

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