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Coast road's closed -
occasional wheel-wave over that long foreshore of their approach, unwinding from Holme village, tarmac roar of 'here', engine sigh, en passent, shifting by...
the stubborn, the ignorant, or semi-off-roaders, locals who know farm tracks lead somewhere.
Thrushes and robins have an auditorium in diamonds; chaffinches try trills a-flourish on each other; blackbird flutes over 'cuck, cuck, cuck' of pheasant's idle strut - giant bees bumble in their UV VR.
Alexanders* throw up their camps and watchtowers everywhere.
Oh, yes, the plum trees stand such graceful brides and grooms in white;
but green green; my love is green; mince me in spring's great sap-machine.
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Alexanders - a green flowering umbellifer (a plant in the parsley / carrot family) was introduced to this neck of the woods by the Romans and is very successful. In later summer its fat black seeds on dried stalks line the verges.
