In praise of - simple things.

I'M A simple thing myself, hence perhaps the bias.

But, more generally, I'm prompted to eulogise simple things after a passing experience in the back gairden.

It was morning and, briefly, the grey skies of July parted to admit a cool shade of blue. This was followed by sunshine, just some weak rays, but enough to lift the heart.

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