A delightful torpor sets in...

[lostinarcadia]

 I spent the morning in the Bury gardens, until time to meet my friend Jean for morning coffee. The sun was shining and the birds were singing.  I've decided that the sound of the breeze in the deciduous trees combined with the sound of the birds is my quintessential arcadian sound.

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[montjoye]

tee hee, the ruined abbey towers look like arms pointing to the sky. Or possibly showing the finger to the new cathedral.

and yes, it's jolly cold here.