1. The garden "morphs" each time I work out there. This is the beauty of gardening; that it is ever changing.
2. I realize that I talk to the plants. Sometimes by telepathy : )
3. A little mouse has been playing hide-n-seek with me. First I glimpse it under a bush. The next day it runs from under the lawnmower. Where will he scurry from next?
I love the gardens at this time of year. Every day tells a new tale!
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