A beautiful day with the sun out and so much green…
It brings to mind the poem by Bilbo Baggins… I sit beside the fire…
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.




A beautiful day with the sun out and so much green…
It brings to mind the poem by Bilbo Baggins… I sit beside the fire…
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.



