Lemon Aid

For Inspiration

Autumn Glory

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
Close bosom friend of the maturing sun,
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit that round the thatch-eves run;

John Keats

Blue Remembered Hills

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

A.E.Housman

Blue remembered hills in Lockdown

Summer Splendour at Castle Fraser

Hope Springs

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