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3.9.15

Conversation with a wasp..


“Latest News. The Exploring Party have made another tour in the Pantry, and have found five new lumps of white sugar, large and in fine condition. In coming back –
 ” “Any brown sugar?” the Wasp interrupted.
 Alice hastily ran her eyes down the paper and said “No. It says nothing about brown.”
 “No brown sugar!” grumbled the Wasp. “A nice exploring party!”
 “In coming back,” Alice went on reading, “they found a lake of treacle.
The banks of the lake were blue and white, and looked like china.
 While tasting the treacle, they had a sad accident: two of their party were engulped – ”
 “Where what?” the Wasp asked in a very cross voice.
 “En-gulph-ed,” Alice repeated, dividing the word in syllables.
 “There’s no such word in the language!” said the Wasp.
 “It’s in the newspaper, though,” Alice said a little timidly.
 “Let’s stop it here!” said the Wasp, fretfully turning away his head.

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...lots of wasps wandering my garden..I don't like wasps..and I never met anyone who did like them..how about you..?!

1.9.15

Come September..


                                                And this is how it looks like..

                                 I love September, especially when we're in it.

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27.8.15

Remains...


Slowly I will count the days..and walk into September...Meanwhile, like a true Miss Marple I search for  traces and collect the remains of summer from my garden..Followed by inquisitive squirrel eyes..silent birds..a curious mouse, and spiders dancing in their web......

.....Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth...

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Wishing you a lovely weekend..I won't be home at Monday..checking out my "new" soon to be garden..

25.8.15

Age..with grace..


                      How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were?
                                                    (this is me..)

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