Hello readers. Spring is definitively here in Ireland, and I’ve spent much of the week on the land, cleaning and pruning and trimming and mowing and generally trying to make up for the winter’s sludge and mess. The mighty dawn chorus is waking me early, crocuses are out, the pond is full of frogspawn and and male blackbirds are sexually harrassing their…
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