During this morning’s walk my dog stopped in front of an elder tree – one of many trees in a plantation that seems to be a mixture of oak, elder, ash and beech. It was marginally larger than the others around it and the only one not to have its trunk cased in plastic. She sniffed it and went to move on to the next one – then abruptly turned back and sat, in the pouring rain, staring at this tree with her head cocked and her tail wagging like it does when she thinks she’s going to get a biscuit.
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What colour is your aura? I got RED aura
You got RED aura. This shows that you stood out in the sun today, cheering for your friend as he ran the London Marathon in a rather impressive 3:18 on what felt like the hottest day of the year so far. You are glowing with the enjoyment of a day well spent, and also with the intake of Apricot beer, which tasted great but went straight to your head. Continue reading “What kind of blog reader are you?”