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Saturday, November 10, 2018

The garden is closed

A friend of mine commented the other night that he is approaching that "frontier age", that point in life (for us all) where we start having to say our goodbyes to those of older generations. I'm following close behind, or at least I've felt that more sharply this year and last than before.

And here are pictures from this spring and summer's garden plot, a tiny corner of green and peace a few minutes' walk from my apartment. Caring for these little seedlings, helping them stretch and grow day by day into full and mature plants and vines and fruit, and then at last, seeing them wilt and fade away completely has been bittersweet. But also a comfort and a reminder of the great cycle that is this Earth we know.











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