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Hip (h)op

I have a beloved cousin, who lives in south Devon.  She is having a long-awaited, much-postponed, hip operation in a couple of weeks.  I know that she is not looking forward to the whole rigmarole, and who can blame her.  But, I also know that once it's all over and done with, she will be as sprightly as ever, embracing all those wonderful walks along the clifftops and over the moors, and hopefully the sea will still be warm enough for dip or two!

This post is for you, Sue.  A little walk around our garden this morning.
Some Doris pinks, for our grandmother.  A July birthday girl!  And her name was not Doris!
And, lastly, some lavender to relax you, all sent with my love.

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