There was a triangular area of long grass in our childhood garden, which also had lupins growing randomly throughout this rather wild area. Whenever I see a drop of rain sitting at the point where the leaflets join together at the base of the lupin's palmate leaf, shining like a drop of silver, I think back to time spent sitting amongst the grasses and plants in that part of the garden.
Happy days!
Happy days!

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