Boschendal, Le Bouquet 2009

I've been depressed. At least for as long as for half of the winter. I'm forcing my mind out of hibernation. I've also not written, nor have I blogged. I've fallen into the trap of not having fun living. Of living without words.
To celebrate my personal spring I've taken off my shirt, put on shorts, have shucked my shoes, got out my gardening books.
I've also poured a glass of wine...

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