The Garden

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This morning I woke up dreaming of a garden. The dream unfolded calm and fluid. Shafts of milky sunlight illuminated flowers blowing in a light breeze, and in the dream, I knew it was the end of summer.

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Beautiful demonstration of the alchemy of human adaptation to brutal reality. by @SilvanaMondo

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