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This is what comes of being close to dogs - I found a clover burr in my hair the other day.
I could not find that Canadian cough elixir that is advertised as tasting so horrendous that it scares the germs out of you. So I bought the undoubtedly watered down local version of Fisherman's Friends instead.
The purple flowers in the fairy garden have all gone to their huge brown puffballs. On the other hand the ones that have invaded the front lawn and got mowed the other week came back within days, in petite versions that are still flowering. So maybe it's time to hack down the fairy garden and get a second wave. If it ever gets cool enough again to contemplate such exertion.
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