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Shrubs
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My childhood was full of hedges, the tight corset of green privet that ran the entire boundary of the house, orchard and garden; those I passed on the long walk to school, hedges of hawthorn and holly, sloe, blackberry and wild rose. In spring they were a tangle of white froth and carried primroses and cowslips at their base, violets and the odd bluebell that had strayed from the woods. In winter they would be peppered with scarlet, black and rust berries, grey clouds of old man's beard and dew-
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― A Thousand Feasts: Small Moments of Joy… A Memoir of Sorts
― A Thousand Feasts: Small Moments of Joy… A Memoir of Sorts
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Myron settled back behind a shrub. There were lots of shrubs around here. Everywhere one looked. there were shrubs of various sizes and shapes and purposes. Rich blue bloods must really like shrubs, Myron decided. He wondered if they had any on the Mayflower.
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― Back Spin
― Back Spin
