Your Mesages - Theme for Day 9
Each season the garden smells different. The heavy emotions wait in every corner to pounce. The roses store up grief, daffodils hope. The honeysuckle is the only one to cling.
My response:
In summer there's the smell of rain before a storm, accented with roses, lavender and tingling electricity. The earth opens up to greet them as the first heavy raindrops fall.
Something of interest…
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on the plot at this time of year is always a welcome sight, esprcially as
it’s mostly devoid of plants and/or foliage. Underneath the now dead
crocosmia fo...
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