I was a kid, playing in an imaginary world. There were oceans and hills. I had my own horse. But in reality, that place was a tiny garden. My horse was a rock upon which I could ride. Now, I’ve gotten into the word ‘garden’. Reading any prose about gardens causes me to imagine something else. Like s
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