The realisations hit at different times. Getting into the sea in Barleycove last July. Buying a woolly jumper last week.
Seeing tiny apples on our miniature tree that never got the necessary moisture to grow plumper, but which have survived into the new year in all their teeniness, still on the branches.
Our world is changing. You, like me, may have been doing you’re dardnest to look the other way and pretend it’s not.
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