olib

By olib

Winter? What winter?

At last I spied a sunbeam this morning, but by the time I got into the garden, it had vanished again. It was at least not drizzling, and I found this brave hebe flowering away. Eggy came with me, but he found the wind a little chilly, so he had to go back inside for another sleep to get over it.

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