From the moment when the first daffodils appear, I can be found in the summerhouse at the bottom of the garden. It has no electricity and I listen to a wind-up radio for entertainment – but this is my favourite place to write. My closest neighbour is a rather bumptious pheasant who comes to sit on the step and check up on me.And as this post reveals, she also has an interest in shepherds' huts.
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Thank you for sharing. Wonderful post. I appreciate it.
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