The Grove Clover sodden with dew crushes flat beneath my boots as I slowly walk the rows of Olive trees all around me. Behind follows my son, I smile He is trying to place his tiny feet in m…
Source: 31/07/2016
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The Grove Clover sodden with dew crushes flat beneath my boots as I slowly walk the rows of Olive trees all around me. Behind follows my son, I smile He is trying to place his tiny feet in m…
Source: 31/07/2016
