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Friday March 2nd 2012    Tim Candler

        I have worked as a gardener in a number of places and in a great many different gardens.  Some of those gardens had greenhouses.  Almost all of those greenhouses were abandoned.   And many of those greenhouses were magnificent structures.  Concrete foundations, brick,  graceful arches, a path down the middle, space enough to walk a small giraffe.

       I think about those greenhouses now and place them in the category of wishfulness.   "In here, I will grow Orchids and Lady Finger Banana.  And I'll have fresh Tomato in winter."  Greenhouses may indeed  be beautiful structures, places to carry dreams. Even those dreams that have been abandoned.

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