I didn’t hold out much hope for my garden’s sole tree, but then the sweet plums came
Like the long-overdue heat, that first mouthful of fruit was a summer I’d not prepared for – I just wanted more.
ByNew Times,
New Thinking.
Like the long-overdue heat, that first mouthful of fruit was a summer I’d not prepared for – I just wanted more.
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