The stillness returned, save for the little voices of the night—the owl's recitative, the capriccio of the crickets, the concerto of the frogs in the grass.
The shore of the sea trends to the southwest.
Maintenance has never been my favorite pursuit, and many of these repairs were complex and demanding, often requiring pulling parts off a cactused bike, and refitting them to a salvageable one.
A gallant, be-breeched gentleman, the hemispheres of his Bedford Cords flapping gloriously in rhythm with the lope of his mount, galloped by us footsloggers on Salisbury Plain.
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