Across the windswept downs I go
Which lead unto the waiting sky,
And as the gusts do strongly blow
I watch the clouds go racing by,
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No wonder you are so proud of the English countryside. From your marvelous description it sounds like you are living heaven with wind blowing as angels cruise on high. I had not heard of yellow gorse but after looking it up in th dictionary it is evergreen with yellow flowers and as you entwined it with heather I caught the colours in my mind pictures. I just loved the last sentence 'where beauty knows no bounds and ends. Really really beautiful.....Karin Anderson
for me you are a painter who uses words in place of brush..... just fantastic. 10