Easter… at mid-summer

The remorseless task of mowing the ever-growing lawn had a small reward this week. A glint in the sun caught my eye and there nestled into the longer grass where the bluebells grew was a gold-foil-wrapped Easter egg, one of the small ones left over from our Easter egg hunt.

There was a bit gnawed away on its side, a snack for some small beast on a stormy day.

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