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I can spend hours with ferns, can get lost and lose track of all time, happily. Most recently at Doone Cottage. It's spring, the koru were unfurling in numbers, and the evening light was interesting.
As I've explained in a previous post, probably last year about this same time, the koru symbolises the circle of life. And I think you can see why, can't you?
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