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A strange sort of inbetween week. The greenhouse cleaned up and waiting, but the frost date hasn't passed yet. Empty pots all lined up waiting for new things. 

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I carefully study tulips partially grown and the tiny blue muscari putting on their quiet delicate show. This is what  beginnings looks like. Expectant and small. Tentative and stubborn. 

 

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The textures and colours show true though, in their edged past slipped through time. These things are well rehearsed. 

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At the ready for new days, new months, new relaxed shoulders, new eyes that know how to look now.