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With armour of Nettle and Briar, who could be surprised at her appearance? With drooping courses, slip-slap patched together; broken arched brow of mortar-glazed stone; dislodged by time and gravity or concussed artillery?
Truly lovely – you are a poet. Another side of Deb.
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Thank you David! High praise indeed: )
(Sometimes, when I look close and long enough, photographs speak to me; )