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A sign of Spring
Of all the plantings in my garden, this one blossomed before any other. The sight of it made me smile and hit me like a warm hug.
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She loves me |
She is still there... no matter what. And that brings me a sense of security and hope for the future. No matter what, life goes on.
So even though I probably won't be living here next year, I will still tend to the garden as long as I am here. Hopefully, whoever lives here next will do the same.
If not, they will just have to be whipped into shape by Mistress Mother Nature.
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