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Today I worked beneath the myrtle tree in Max’s garden.  Here, left unfettered, weeds had made a stronghold, finding firm footing amongst the roots.  This is a large tree, and has looked rather sorry for itself since last year’s twin beasts.  Still it is a great favourite, the fragrant pompom flowers and the limbs ofContinue reading “Myrtle Mania”