The cypresses lining this farmers entrance road
For many years I was the organist at the Anglican Church. After the service on day, as we stood out in the church grounds drinking tea, people were talking about a woman recently widowed. Apparently she was planning an extensive trip abroad. My son, Angus and I were tickled pink when one of the elders standing nearby quipped:
"When man goes to long trees, woman goes overseas!"
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