The Seasons Mean, Things Come Back Around Again

I like looking at it in winter. The only part of the year i don't love is all late autumn, when the leaves fall from that bloody oak tree next door. When those leaves are gone, the trees around the garden look lovely with no leaves on as much as they do with leaves on. And you have a garden play list. Oh, that would be real cleasha, if i said i didba, but i have to be honest. But im that that's another interesting point. I'm out there, and i used to be really scared of wasp bees and anything like that was a kid, you know, urban kid, grown up t whas a bee.