The peace of the garden
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A few years ago we bought a house near the river Lot in South West France. It is an old farmhouse, in a little village on a hill.

The garden slopes down to the west and consists of grass and orchard. I love wandering in the garden, looking for flowers in the springtime and picking fruit in the autumn. The peace of the place sinks into my bones.

However, the ethics of the venture trouble me.

by Sylvia Neumann

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