Marsh Marigolds 

I got on an old swimming costume (on top of my thermal vest it’s not that warm) christened my brand new wellies and waded out into the pond to give it a haircut.


The reward is that I’ve revealed the lovely marsh marigolds.

 It’s a bit like when you finally get round to hoovering down behind the sofa and find a 50p.

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