The only decent natural connection of an afternoon spent at a windy Cambuslang Rugby Club was a Whitethroat singing from the edge of the pitch.
Sunday, June 03, 2012
"The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls".
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