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A year in my garden
The cancer came.
I sat in the garden and cried into the asparagus, wondering if I would live to eat the tender spears.
Through chemotherapy the garden offered up ginger for nausea and watercress ...
It's a small part of the wall of my loo. I collaged the whole thing a few years back. I regularly update it with new bits and pieces. Just part of my creative expression. Here's another bit.
Meg
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