Sunday, October 12, 2008

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1 comment:

Autumn Storm said...

Just beyond the curved paving, behind the overgrown creepers, the moss covered stones and the hidden door, a garden blossoms at the height of summer, frogs, butterflies, swarms of bees and blooms, so large they seem to be falling apart in their eagerness to open as wide as possible, grand petals the size of large palms, from lightest pink to deepest red, a garden, partly wild, partly tamed, paving stones and flowers, that is what I see here. Another beaut.