My eye is caught by the clumps of wild grass on the beetling cliffs which have been dyed crimson by the autumn frost till the hill seems one mass of azalea blooms.
Half a dozen dump trucks were beetling around with loads of supplemental sand.
My eye is caught by the clumps of wild grass on the beetling cliffs which have been dyed crimson by the autumn frost till the hill seems one mass of azalea blooms.
Half a dozen dump trucks were beetling around with loads of supplemental sand.