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Monday afternoon walk

A little warmer today, but not by much!  This afternoon, Mr Gaucho dropped us off two or three miles from home, and the dogs and I had a bracing walk back, along the coast path.

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  1. What a lovely place to walk! Such great colours! Very bracing and cobweb clearing!
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  2. Oh I do envy you those blue skies and sunshine. We in the south west of the UK are sinking, I think; all the rain that has fallen (for months) has us waterlogged and I shall soon need a canoe to carry myself and small dog. 'sigh'

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