The paeonies have moved into stage two of their above-ground existence; fat, sharply pointed buds transformed in the space of a few days into bloody hands clasped in prayer…
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You know that annoying thing when people from different ethnic backgrounds end up getting called ‘Fred’ because no one can be bothered to pronounce their name correctly? It happens to plants too…
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All winter long I’ve been galumphing merrily across the borders, working from boards most of the time…
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