Words that jumped out at me from a recent read 📘
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Tourmaline by Randolph Stow
“…the carpet, originally green, but worn bare in many places, resembled a drought stricken lawn…”
Memories of the crisp brown ground we had in the back garden during those 10 long years of drought with no outside watering of any sort allowed
Backyard cricket at Grandma’s in the early 2000s meant keeping something on your feet because the ‘lawn’ was hard and you never knew what you might tread on!
And yes, over the back fence was out….because nobody was game enough to go and ask for the ball back….because our ‘delightful neighbour’ would just tell them to get lost!
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Green now after a recent ‘southern wet’….but who knows what this summer will bring