The Sunday Whirl

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A stiff stick with thorns is all that’s left of the beautiful blushing rose bush, a garden beauty. A wee chirping can be heard as a bluebird stops to rest on the bare branches. Coming out for a moment to the garden, I lazily fit myself in the Adirondack chair I painted pink to match the thistle plant. I love the Scottish symbol flower and never cut it down as many gardeners do. I consider it a summer treat to enjoy on warmer days.

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