I was outside at half past five this morning because for once the sun was shining and the light made the buttercups, growing in glorious yellow drifts, shine. I adore the sight of them as they hold their heads high amongst all our varied grasses, so different from the ryegrass monoculture of some farmers fields. The grass was wet with dew and recent rain and I was surrounded by birdsong - a perfect way to start the day.
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