When after a brief but somewhat ferocious storm we are left with the aftermath and destruction, when the fallen and snapped off portions have been cut, chipped and carted away the disfigured remainder left standing now added to the terminal list, how sad one feels at the inevitability of losing one…
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This comes, as things often do for meby way of a bookthis will also come with a story or twoand if you’ve paid any attention at all to things I do here, with a few rambling thoughts and a wander…
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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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