MY GARDEN

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Posted by Jeffrey on April 12, 1998 at 17:36:50:

Easter Sunday

Although it was 5.30am I had a need to go to my garden. Something strange was calling me. I made a nice fresh cup of tea and wandered across the courtyard of this righteous place and in through the little Garden gate.

Suddenly I stopped for there was indeed strange things happening. The growing had started and as I remained at the gate I realised that I was truly the intruder on this very private moment.

Silence was abundant except perhaps for the sips of tea I took as I looked on in awe. There was no change but I felt it, and later I shall look without invading the privacy of this haven of mine locked away in amongst the Moor land country of the South West Of England

Jeffrey

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: Easter Sunday : Although it was 5.30am I had a need to go to my garden. Something strange was calling me. I made a nice fresh cup of tea and wandered across the courtyard of this righteous place and in through the little Garden gate. : Suddenly I stopped for there was indeed strange things happening. The growing had started and as I remained at the gate I realised that I was truly the intruder on this very private moment. : Silence was abundant except perhaps for the sips of tea I took as I looked on in awe. There was no change but I felt it, and later I shall look without invading the privacy of this haven of mine locked away in amongst the Moor land country of the South West Of England : Jeffrey

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