30 August 2017
Glimpses of Eden
Had I left the garden to its own devices for too long? A wave of knapweed frothed at the back door; willow herb knocked at the windows; a trip to the washing line involved wading thigh-deep through the clover. Not so bad when everything’s dry, but after rain, it’s like living behind a moat.
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