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The Diamond Tree

23/2/2011

 
Mum and Dad knew it was wet this morning when Honey didn't get out of bed to come and drink her little bowl of milk. Then Harvey appeared just as they were leaving to go and open up. Yes it was raining. A steady drizzly rain, the air still and everywhere painted grey. We emerged cautiously from our boxes and barns and looked around to see if we could get to the food without treading in a puddle.
"Fantastique!" exclaimed Harvest. "Oui! Oui!" said Alice, trying to chivvy her dawdling friend along. At least they were happy.
Lois had moved to the lowest and most sheltered part of her field - the only part of her body that was warm and dry was her tummy. The rain ran off her back in rivulets. The silly sheep were huddled at the top of their field against the gate and looked particularly soggy. The water that had drained off the fields was gathering momentum in the ditch that headed towards the pond. Yes it was definately a wet morning.
Tiny droplets of rain clung to the beech and hawthorn's bare lower branches. And they shimmered and shone against the grey background like the most precious of diamonds and pearls. Gordon & Sylvia x


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