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I am feeling a bit odd today. I feel theneed to play guitar, I think. I've got some lyrics rolling around my head that really need writing down too.
But mostly I feel odd.
It is cold and grey out there, and the trees still look hopelessly bleak. The hilltops are shrouded in hazy cloud, and I think tonight we'll see another hard frost. The distant fields are edged with snow, as are the contours of the earthworks out on the rigg. I long for that first spring day.
But mostly I feel odd.
It is cold and grey out there, and the trees still look hopelessly bleak. The hilltops are shrouded in hazy cloud, and I think tonight we'll see another hard frost. The distant fields are edged with snow, as are the contours of the earthworks out on the rigg. I long for that first spring day.