Good morning, good morning …


Having just emerged from the realms of high tog duvetdom, the first thing I notice is just how cool it is. Seems like I’m just in time to catch the residual morning brightness; casting my glance in the direction of the white speckled garden, I bear witness to my beloved’s endeavours, as she merrily performs a few gardening chores. A few trivial aches and, a degree of lethargy, are all that prevent me rushing out to join her in this pursuit.

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