Mary

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The weather has played its part this harvest year, swelling the grains with enough rain and sun, so they hang in abundant ripeness, dry unbent rather than mouldy from too much wet. The heifers, calves and sheep, with all the plentiful grass, have fattened and grown to a great size and the milk has flowed from the udders of all the cows that have borne calves. The cabbage blossoms out, its broad leaves curling round a thick centre and the engorged onions expand to sizes some call miraculous. Blackberries and all their attending cousins make startling promises with great clusters of flowers.
In Praise of the Bees (Women of Ireland #1)
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