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Bobby’s garden… it was his mother’s garden, I suppose, but he seemed always to be in it, king of his floral jungle… anyway, the garden grew behind low, buttercream walls topped with cobalt railings which struggled to hold back an ocean of green. And swimming in the placid waters were hundreds of those little purple flowers which only bloom in …

Love, Grown
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Marsha Adams

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✍ Posy Churchgate
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