For them that think life’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get lonely
I had a bad day, too. I got kicked out of the only heart in which I felt truly at home. Ha! Serves me right for being a smart ass and presuming to know somebody, I suppose. Priestesses! Who’d have them? It hurt, but we carry on.
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A favourite tree of mine was cut down about a week ago. It was a big ash tree in Church Lane – probably about 200 years old – which had suffered bad damage during the winter storms.
I noticed today that somebody had come along and collected some of the wood, but they’d left one small piece of branch by the field gate. I picked it up and brought it home. Don’t know why – I suppose I felt it was deserving of some respect. Well, that’s what it will get. What was I saying about slightly mad people?