6th April 2012
I'm on a walk from Brenchley to Goudhurst and back with Di. Beautiful day. Saw Great Crested Grebes dancing on Furnace Pond, Horsmonden. Blankets of Wood Anemones at Sprivers. Breakfast by Goudhurst Pond.
Boethius tried to understand his imminent death.
He tied himself in knots.
The conclusion he came to,
When all is said and done, the fault lies with God.
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