Globe On My Table
Tuesday, 16 June 2015
Transplanting clumps of ornamental grasses, a strangely violent action, I felt like Salome
I held the grasses by the
and walked across the garden with them.
My mother in law came back from hospital with a blue cross on her head.
My friend has the tiniest, sweetest little pond to dabble my finders in. (fingers!)
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