I love the honeysuckle on the fence by the door for its wonderful scent, particularly on a summer evening.
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Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
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Beautiful trees - and is that campanula? I have a weakness for all bluey/lilac cooured flowers.
Yes, so do I. There are a couple of fields of flax near here which I have been enjoying every time I go past. It's not often you find a really true blue flower.
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