My mum has just come
back from ‘Flower Festival’ known as Buddha’s Birthday, with some flowers – her
favourite marguerite and English lavender – in her hands.
“Pinot, you may go
into our garden, but don’t go into the garage next door.”
“I won’t, Mum. Our
clematis on the garden walls is in bloom now, I’ll enjoy seeing the beautiful
flowers for Buddha on such a lovely day.”
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