Outside is a garden, wild and green, from my study window seen. It’s tangled with branches and shadowed with leaves: my garden has the coolest breeze. The riotous grass is sunlight-dappled, scattered with plum, quince and apple. The dome of willows is a hideaway where cats, deer and pheasants play. Outside the window are trees […]
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