In the week of St Valentine's Day, it was pleasing to find that my daily oranges were in fact blood oranges. There was something special about this juxtaposition, and drinking the richly coloured juice was a lovely way to start the day. It made feel feel quite sanguine.
And this was beautifully counterpointed by an orange sun penetrating the early morning fog that curled over the fields on my journey to work.
A little quirkiness...
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