Hundreds and thousands, a dear little tomato
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I officially love Summer. I thought I loved Winter the best, but as I have got more mature older, I have realised that I used to like Winter because Christmas is in it. Now I still love Christmas the most, but I’m really loving Summer. Allow me to expand on that.
I’ve always half-heartedly and incompetently messed around with plants, but not knowing what one is doing is rather a drawback. Even worse than that is asking your very garden-competent parents for instructions and then not really understanding what they’re talking about.
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