Babylon

The garden not the whore. My friend had some planting to do today and since my anonymous husband had “the bug” (clearing junk) I decided to exit the house and help create a garden. So we cleared the old plants and put in new ones and now the hanging gardens are back. One particular hanging plant was gunning for everybody, always in the perfect place for you to conk your noggin on it.

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