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Rogart. 7am. Daisies are yet to open their eyes. There's a heavy dew. My feet leave dark trails through the grass. Newly leaved trees are dripping. The busyness of spiders revealed, webs capturing rainbows are all over the ground. The sounds of birdsong & whirring wings is loud.
May 9, 2025, 6:47 AM