notes from the outer world.

6pm and on. Watching sun set over the garden. Tracing tracks of last nights racoon visitors. Watering the green, the quiet and the wild corners alike. It's still all poppies, but lavender's in to catch up. Amid fast afternoons, there's a certain peace to be found out here.

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