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What I See: Mid-October views



What I see at this time of year is butterflies searching for a place to hibernate, free from cobwebs and other dangers, and partridges in threes, in every gateway on the farm – in Spring, they are in twos. I see huge and amiable toads and smaller but equally likeable frogs, waiting patiently by the back door for us to open it and let them proceed down the steps to the garden, as they undoubtedly have been doing for millennia, long before our house, begun in 1666, was abruptly placed on their ancient marching route.

I see the last wood vetch in brilliant flower under the oaks in the old woodland. I happily admit this year was the first year

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