Edward walked into the garden. He sniffed the air and frowned.
It was a normal early spring day. The grass had completed that shift from dead brown to lively green and the first buds were on the point of bursting into leaf.
But still…
The war was finally over. The soldiers had stood down, and she had made a peace offering. He had accepted.
But still…
Not a ripple troubled the water of the mill pond. The gentle sound of grazing sheep was almost enough to lull him into a nap.
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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
Thanks for the reblog 🙂
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My pleasure, Trent 🙂
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Thanks for sharing, Ed.
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