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THE WILDNESS

You float the mower over your bright green lawn snipping only the tips of each blade of grass. Levelling the green carpet, so neatly shorn, leaving a million clipped green blades en masse.

You plod along the wide and empty expanse like a partner-less fool in a lonely dance. On and on you mow this perfect patch of grass, crisp and precise, the lawn sparkling shards of glass.

Along the edge, borders of flowers stand proud, dancing in bold colours like a vibrant crowd. Pops of pure perfection, bright colours abound, bursting from the rich, earthy-scented dense ground.

Sweet honeysuckle twists and twines up the fence, - sum to early autumn the fragrance so heavy, and sickly intense.

Pretty little orchids flaunt dresses so fine. - early spring to autumn Angelic violas are simply sublime. - early summer to early autumn

Tiny white jasmine stars twinkle in delight - spring to mid-autumn and blue delphiniums wave petals so bright. – summer Great balls of hydrangeas bob with

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