As you can see, I’m into the colour green this week and wondered if the person who painted the telephone box (see yesterday’s post) could lend me some paint to restore my distressed wrought iron garden bench to its former glory.
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. She's into nature, gardening, and natural health. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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