Love in the afternoon
I’d been pootling around the reed beds at Lucy’s Mill in Stratford, seeking out dragonflies, while R was off doing actually useful things, and we’d just met up at the foot of the bridge on the south side of the … Continued
I’d been pootling around the reed beds at Lucy’s Mill in Stratford, seeking out dragonflies, while R was off doing actually useful things, and we’d just met up at the foot of the bridge on the south side of the … Continued