Blue sky for my morning run. The fields throb green in the bright sunlight, and the hedgerows along the lane to Gorhambury are alive with birds and beasts, and lacy with cow parsley and may blossom. The air is thickly scented - aniseedy, savoury, with a top note of sweet putresence. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean from the May Queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
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