Blurred Edges

As we see the Eid al-Fitr moon for the first time

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we realise it is our folly to think we can mark the edges of things as other forces work to blur those demarcations

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The Young ‘Uns immediately took advantage to explore new territory

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Who had broken down these barriers…

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who – me?

There is a fearsome array of implements being used to create a Bert-proof boundary

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Lift-proof gates are appearing

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the fat lambs from the new pasture next door break their boundary to come and have a look.

After being excited that a broody hen might bring up our ducklings, we are beginning to have doubts about June

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On one hand she is being an obsessive broody, a bit like a suffragette having to be force fed; but when back on her nest the eggs are a bit random, spilling out from her heat without care.  What shall we do?

We have had inklings that the year might decline prematurely here and, if an old woman shall wear purple, there is a lot of that about here

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Other colours on The Plot today

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