Swifts . The sound I’ve longed for heralds temperate summer shrill cries on the breeze . by Scooj Rate this:Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
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