Oh, to be in England now that April's there

I thought of Robert Browning’s Home thoughts from Abroad as I walked back from the gym today. There was a sort of blizzard and I met one of my fellow gymnasts leaning into the wind with a hooded coat pulled down over his face, so you could only just see his eyes.

I didn’t notice any chaffinches singing in the orchard bough.

It was more like the set of Doctor Zhivago.

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