"Standing right here - I thought it all was dead. The roses had not bloomed and I did not know they were wick; nothing was alive. There were weeds all over. But Dickon came and showed me -"
She moves over to the climbing rose vines, hanging wild over the walls.
"- how it all was wick. And would grow after all. And here is the tree where the robin's nest is; it was the robin showed me the garden. I cleaned out all the weeds around it to let the flowers grow."
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Date: 2007-07-15 03:19 am (UTC)Mary's voice is pitched low.
"Standing right here - I thought it all was dead. The roses had not bloomed and I did not know they were wick; nothing was alive. There were weeds all over. But Dickon came and showed me -"
She moves over to the climbing rose vines, hanging wild over the walls.
"- how it all was wick. And would grow after all. And here is the tree where the robin's nest is; it was the robin showed me the garden. I cleaned out all the weeds around it to let the flowers grow."