The other evening I was sitting admiring the way the late sun was lighting up the bright red new shoots of the rose which climbs into (and is probably killing) the mossed cottage tree. Today I saw that the whole lot had been sheared off. It didn't take any detective skills to know that a deer has been in the garden. Rats. Yesterday's rose opened
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