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September 1st, 2012%
“For seasons the walled meadow
south of the house built of its stone
grows up in shepherd’s purse and thistles
the weeds share April as a secret
finches disguised as summer earth
click the drying seeds
mice run over rags of parchment in August
the hare keeps looking up remembering
a hidden joy fills the songs of the cicadas Read More…»
July 1st, 2012%
 ONCE on the kind of day called “weather breeder,”1 When the heat slowly hazes and the sun By its own power seems to be undone,
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May 28th, 2012%
 Woodbridge garden flowers
The unrelenting, cold wet days since April had even the hardiest of gardeners struggling to be out and about and yet, despite this lack of intervention, the procession of plants pressed on regardless. Feeling somewhat redundant I sought a brief change of outlook on the East coast, coincidental with escape from the hyperbole that is Chelsea flower show . Read More…»
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