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TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER

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05.01.19

Oh the glory of the first of convivial May: dandelions glow like yellow stars in the uncut verges of the lawn; an orange-tip butterflies tipsily meanders; a lone magpie perches on a high stone wall. Salute and exult, then leave flowers on your doorstep to ward off mischievous fairies.





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