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Thursday, April 14, 2011

First roses

This year's first roses.

They grow along the fence that keeps marauders like me away from the heavy machinery. Otherwise, I might get all hopped up on espresso and take an earthmover out for a joy ride, not that a rusting chain link fence could stop the determined marauder.

So the ancient roses bloom again. I suppose, then, that one thing remains right with this old world, at least for another day our so.

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