Sunday, March 25, 2007

A friend brought me a dishpan of daisy clumps. I dug out a suitable spot to plant them in. I like flowers with faces.

One day, my ambition will get the better part of me, and I'll create a mixed border all the way around this area. Summer will then come on, and I will die of West Nile, even though I avoided the heat by waking at dawn. Mosquitos never sleep anymore.

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