In the Garden

These beauties are fresh from the garden. It's been raining since yesterday so I rescued some blooms from being squashed into the dirt. All these shards come from our back garden. Whenever we dig we find them. Our house was built in 1763, when there were no "transfer stations". When it broke, out it went. I always wonder where the rest of the dish is. Why do we only find a tiny piece?

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