Have I ever told you, there are timessometimes, well most timeswhen I am afraid of the world outside, (I’m sure I have)that sometimes I won’t go outside the front gateeven to look at the flowerswithout delving too deepthere may be…
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I been wanting to write for days,but for lack of sitting time,I have yet to startanythingreal blissfully happy in the garden, thisis my time of yearhot, hot, heatslight breezedigging out, tending toadmiring late bloomerswatching bees and early flutterbystadpoles and toadstalking…
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I begin of course, by walking the gardens… today being a day off, you might already knowhow I am spending my timethe early morning, overcast and humidgives a damp heavy feeling to thingsthe toads are loudly calling out from the…
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It is a hard thing sometimes to standin the sunlight, as it warms your skinand think of all the sadness in the worldor the burdens some mustcarry my garden is such that the trees, shrubsand vast cool green vegetation give…
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