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Short Summer

After planting my seeds in the Spring I waited for them to grow,  and am sadly disappointed while the breeze gently blows. I hardly had any flowers it's been a rough year, almost time to get rid of the old under a sky cool, but clear. My gardens would have been full colours would have been great, but where the Winter was so harsh the seedlings had met their fate. I hardly got any pictures my eyes, they did seek, looking for little hints of life future smiles sad and bleak. Maybe next year will be better soil and seeds, I will sow, colours will catch my eye while the breeze gently blows. Copyright Cynthia Jones Oct.11/2015 I was hoping I'd see lots of flowers this year. What a disappointment. :-(

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