Hollyhocks and daisies dance to the wind. They bow and nod, retreat and advance. Summer in all its lushness is here - warm days filled with delight, wind with just a hint of sea scent, and everywhere, flowers dancing.
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There we were, walking with friends along a wooded path. As we approached a couple standing very still, they put their fingers to their li...
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The deep rasping caw of a crow high in a treetop sounded like autumn this morning. When I walk into the garden I cringe at the invisible s... -
"So where did your adventure take you, Bilbo?" "There and back again." J. R. R. Tolkien Our adventure was much shorter t... -
I don't need the calendar to tell me that the end of August approaches. The patch of bright Rudbeckia under the birch tree is a sure s...
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