Bend over your vegetable garden. See the buds in full array. Keep it close so you can smell it. Hush the bugs that come your way. Lift the leaves in all its splendor. Caress the dirt upon its core. Whisper lovely words of marvel, then step back and let your heart feast on the magic of it all.
Reason for writing:
Inspired by, Robert, a very special friend
who resides in the south of France.
Birth sign: Not entered
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