There are mirrors hanging on every fence in my garden. I pick them up at
Habitat where they were once part of shower enclosures.
They disappear from sight during the lushness of summer and reappear as growth dies down
Morning glories didn't get into gear this summer. Not enough rain.There are one or two blooms at a time but they are shy. The mirrors help the illusion that there are more of them, although at this moment they are sleeping in.
Cow stands guard over the too-lazy-to-chop-up compost pile stashed behind her. By spring this pile will be flat as the proverbial pancake, and I may hide that with another mirror.
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