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A French Windowsill

From the window trough lets feast on pea shoots and chives marvel at the paper whites tall and slender with magnificent perfume and grow nepeta for our cat ? Why don't we call our flat Jardin ? so we may be associated with nature ? Let our first holiday be to Giverny The ardour will unfold your artistic eyes I could talk of hollyhocks for ages their firmament lasting forever

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