Walked past the tarmac and boarded the craft
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Snowing. Is December here already?
The snap peas are in. Just in time, too--late autumn plantings will be laced with death tomorrow if you fail to collect them from the vine now. Our Indian summer is over. Check off the blackened rhubarb, collect the last berries, turn over the new 5x5 plot before you go to bed. Tonight's dark will usher in a real frost.
Make sure your roses are planted.
I love this time of year.
..in Middlesex, I mean.
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A bit too gushy, that. Gardening tips now, Ms. Stewart? Good Lord.
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Snowing. Is December here already?
The snap peas are in. Just in time, too--late autumn plantings will be laced with death tomorrow if you fail to collect them from the vine now. Our Indian summer is over. Check off the blackened rhubarb, collect the last berries, turn over the new 5x5 plot before you go to bed. Tonight's dark will usher in a real frost.
Make sure your roses are planted.
I love this time of year.
..in Middlesex, I mean.
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A bit too gushy, that. Gardening tips now, Ms. Stewart? Good Lord.
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