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Jan 2018
Seeds I feel I should plant, tho dubious at best,  I can almost taste fruits of the labour. The sweet and the sour, bitter and salty to some, for now not all would enjoy the harvest. But some seeds need to flower and others weeded out at the root. My already beautiful garden could suddenly go kaput, or emerge and flourish better than it ever could. To take the risk? Iā€™m not sure if I should.
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Ethan  M
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   Connie Lee
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