A LIFE UNHURRIED
Jul 16, 2020
2 minutes
EARLIER THIS YEAR, just as the world went into lockdown, the drought broke and we had rain. It felt miraculous. Overnight the dry, sick country sprung violently into life. My vegie garden had been dormant. Actually dormant is too soft a word — it had been barren, as hard as concrete. Somehow the asparagus had hung on, but it was
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