
Gardens are not all things of beauty
Refuges of flowers and veg
Many are spaces merely hidden
Behind a fence or hedge
But on these blank canvases of promise
Green fingers work their tricks
And soon wondrous things do bloom
Where before was only sticks
Padre
Like this, Padre. Indeed, a garden doesn’t form of it’s own, it takes care and attention.
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Oh yes when green fingers work their magic, wondrous things do bloom 😍
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