It’s early on Friday morning, stella and I are walking the trees are a cacophony of sound, rabbits scatter their warning, Dog on the prowl. In the distance I hear a foxes scream like call. There’s little brown left in the hedges and verges as summer has it’s hold, the winter is banished. Yellows, greens, white and blue, butttercuos I’ve not seen for a long time. Graffiti can be a beautiful thing but this is no Banksy. As another arborial canopy approached, so the cacophony increases again. A new sound, a cuckoo without a doubt, unless I’m mistaken a thief, not of shiny things like the magpie, but of other nests. Either there are some big beavers around or somebody cannot afford the fuel to go to the tip although it can t be bad for the environment. The thing I find strange is there is plenty of volume but seeing the culprits is amazingly difficult even though you know they are only metres away
The place seems serene.
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You’re right there, and the bonus is it’s within minutes of my home.
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Your post seems interesting. I would like you to request if you can share your any travel or adventure stories with us. In http://www.startbagpack.com
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As a guest blogger?
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Yes.
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Can I make reference to my own site
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yes sure. You can…
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Maybe you could guest on friendlytravelguide.com for me too. How do we do it
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You can blog sending me your story by docx file or microsoft word format.
Officialsamuelkarki@gmail.com is my mail.
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What sort of thing you want
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Mine is admin@friendlytravelguide.com I think
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Thanks hope to be in a long term relationship.
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I think I know what you mean. What sort of stories you want
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I want stories which is about the country or place you have travel.
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I’ve sent you a sample doc did you receive it.
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