Mon and I decided to go out for a seven mile walk in the fog earlier in the week - not sure if the decision was an example of bravado or senility, only time will tell. As we laboured up the hill from Settle to Catrigg Force, we passed a copse enshrouded in mist. A single leaf held on against all odds, reluctant to join its fallen comrades and meet its end.
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