31/07/2016

Posted: July 31, 2016 in Uncategorized

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…

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