Hello, summer! ‘Tis the season for the sounds of laughing children leaping through sprinklers and Weekend Warriors brandishing whizzing Whipper Snippers (hopefully not in the vicinity of the former). As I inhale my first sniffs of mosquito repellent while shoving the garden furniture under cover as an incoming thunderstorm barrels over the horizon, I think…
Having gained an hour of daylight, I feel like the rapid descent into complete winter gloom has slowed somewhat. At least when the cocktail hour arrives I won’t be groping around in the dark for a light switch in order to find the cork screw. For now. But I have to admit that increasingly dark…
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a chat over the garden fence
There's always room for one more plant.
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.....and nurturing my soul
Ministry of the fence 