However, even in my garden there are signs of other lives, families, routines and daily grinds. I've worked these beds near on eight years now and still find remnants of the family that lived here before ours arrived. The third generation of that one family were all boys - four of them, I believe. I found one of their marbles and a toy soldier only last weekend. That tiny, advancing soldier might be a message from the past. I'm not sure entirely what the message is, but if it's to do with strapping on a flak jacket and yelling "Charge!" I'm already there.
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Gardening and treasure hunting. Bonus.
I share that sentiment exactly.
Hope you managed to re-charge in the garden. Love your little discoveries! Best of luck for the week ahead x
Best recharging to be had I reckon. We found a bottle of California Fig syrup whilst digging the other day. What an odd thing to come across.
oh yes there is something about the dirt.
although with all me weeds sprouting i'm ready to reach for my gun.
oooo. garden treasure. our house is in an old cow paddock. . . lots of cow poo?!?!
A flak cover or flak cover is a form of defensive clothes developed to shield you from shrapnel and other oblique low speed projectiles.
What a brave soldier - he's most probably battled marbles the size of a house and been nearly suffocated by a giant cat on a daily basis - commiserations if this week has been that challenging. : )
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