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This silver birch, when in leaf, is so close to the water tower it washes it with the wind.

I was carrying coffees and my camera today when a woman rounded a corner on her bike and screeched to a halt just before me. "Sorry" she sweetly said. I'd jumped out of my skin as being on the pavement I was off-guard. Anyway I swore, not at her, but in general. She'd turned to follow me as I huffed off, berating me for my rudeness! I was pretty much ready for round two and I'm proud to say my language didn't get worse exactly, it just didn't improve. I mean, spilling coffee on my camera is wrong on so many levels!