Between the houses opposite ours they have taken down a line of Leylandii and a new vista opens. The back of a house which I know is there but never saw from my study window suddenly swims into view and seems disturbingly close as if the landscape has been drawn together by an invisible hand.
Disturbed by a rattling sound while I sit reading by the window, I look up from my book. Hailstones are bouncing off the sill.
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Disturbed by a silent snowstorm which deposited 20cm of new winter white.
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