Favourite Scribblings

                                                   

Sunday, 10 March 2013

my favourite time of the year


the early mist had vanished and the fields 
lay like a silver shield under the sun.
it was one of the days when the glitter of winter
shines through a pale haze of spring.

                                                       -edith wharton  

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