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| I've been planting a garden for spring, a place to relax, meditate, and heal. This little fellow has decided to nestle in my safe haven. Friends and guests, today, you see my backyard. The house is hidden, as it should be. We all need our places of peace. This is a part of my own. |
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| Closeup of Mauve Cineraria |
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| Painted tongue |
| Trillium |
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| Harebells, after the rain... I love walking in the rain.... |
| Toadstool over by the spigot |
| Daffodils |
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| Hmm, should I put in on my mantle, Or just give it to you...? |
| My beauties, the irises... My grandfather's favorite flower, these gems renew themselves every year. I first found peace in a garden surrounded by irises, and among the ferns and trees, the irises grow wild, my heart grows free, and beauty grows all around me... |
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| Found him in a tree the other day... |
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