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Oct 2015
most everything in the garden is shedding like a snake sheds its skin
they all know what's coming, what's on its way,
as we all talk of a potentially mind blowing cold winter, one of those you have not seen in years, we have all become weather forecasters with nothing to go on but hunches, I think all in the garden must have heard our rumours, and are taking no chances.
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nivek
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