Tea in the garden

There are grandchildren playing with a dog whose not quite old enough to know when to stop. The moist air stinks of late spring and a few clouds suggest a promise of rain. The bottlebrush is in full bloom and bees are busy with helping themselves to nectar. On a small bench sits a women in her late eighties in a light blue dress. She sips tea.

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