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Sunday 17 March 2013

Did I call my last one, whinge, whinge?

It's been that sort of fortnight. 
Garrison Keiller said the other week that March was designed by God so that non-drinkers would know what a hangover felt like.
Anemones were Mum's favourite flower.  This one bloomed for Mothering Sunday.  I've never had one flower so early but then this lot have been flowering - tattily but still flowering - all winter.
 
Angel had her haircut on Thursday. 
I love aquilegas even when they are not in flower.  Saturday I did a tidy up in the garden, got rid of a lot of the dead stuff - so look forward to a cold snap now I've stripped the beds of their blankets.

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