Over the last two days, I've spread 300 kg of compost in the garden. My flowers are singing. My arms are like jello. Someone I know but see infrequently drove by and stopped. Always nice to see someone you haven't seen in a year when you're wearing (and reeking of) compost. Of course, she was totally put together. But my flowers are singing.
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Love your flowers, love your blog.
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It is pretty amazing most of the time. I guess we kind of take it for granted, growing up here. Thanks for reminding me :)
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