After a wet night, cutting sweetpeas on which there are still raindrops.
In the Grove a spaniel races after a squirrel. The squirrel runs up the nearest tree. The spaniel pretends it was never interested in the squirrel and hares off in another direction.
Two lemon flavours in our little garden - lemon grass and lemon balm. In the kitchen, meanwhile, a lemon is a lemon is a lemon.
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