Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
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House Martins
These little beauties all came to pick at the crumbs left by fellow bank holiday revellers. I was on the seafront at Hornsea, resting my weary bones after a meander on the wet and glorious beach. As I sat quietly, the martins waited until… Continue Reading “House Martins”
Mabh Savage 