Day 341: In a tangle of finely divided leaves, the flowers of Globe Gilia and Cosmos are embroidered onto the scatter-garden's garment of foliage with brilliant threads, pearls among the lace which falls in abundance at cuff and collar. The garden is grandmotherly and of an older era. You may catch the scent of lavender rising from her bosom if you stoop to take her hand, and if of a moment, she asks you to stay to tea, you would do well to accept the invitation. Stay an afternoon with her before she fades, compliment her mode of dress. Here, in the dotage of Autumn, she has gifts to bestow on those who linger beside her.
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