It suddenly feels like August, what with all the sun and the bleached grasses and all. There's a tractor in the field, cutting the grass that was so long the deer could hide in it.


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I've been looking at the current issue of Country Living magazine in an attempt to forget moving hassles and instead indulge in happy fantasies about dressing my cottage when I get it. What sort of loo roll holder shall I get? Do I need a new doormat? How about a hand carved boot rack ( Read more... )