If you're passing by, the gate’s open so please come in. This is my garden, not of flowers, weeds, shrubs and trees but planted with a variety of ideas, Some grew haphazardly into spindly things without much form, but others I tended and coaxed into bloom. I hope as you wander among my verbacious borders you may see something you like, and when you leave, you feel you didn’t waste your time here.
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