I spy black blobs of life wallowing in the mire
- Posted on January 31, 2025
- By The Times
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I spy black blobs of life wallowing in the mire
Dartmoor was slicked and sodden after the storm. Spate water flooded down into the river Dart swelling it into tempestuous brown. I walked on to the moor between showers; there was light on the river
