
It's about three-quarters full here, tho appearing to be more than that in this dismal photo. Impossible to tell with this camera, but it is one of those nights when it seems you can see Jackie Gleason's face up there.
One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."
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