Yeah, perpetual writing of this novel - I didn't do any yesterday!
But I did get more of the garden planted, and I discovered too that the mothball plant is not unpopular with other people (I wonder if this is yet another example of everything smelling and looking different to each of us, and none of us being able to articulate that?) AND
it is evergreen.
That's the perpetuity I'm thinking of. Anything evergreen is welcome at my place, because nothing is more depressing in March than a mud garden while you wait for the plants to come up.
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