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Morning. My back yard looks horrible.
Posted by: Carin | June 14, 2007 at 07:23 AM
Poor Carin. How's your clematis?
Posted by: gail | June 14, 2007 at 07:35 AM
Hi, all. The unpacking continues, but Julie's making good progress.
Posted by: Scott P | June 14, 2007 at 09:19 AM
Yes, how's your clematis?
Posted by: CraigC | June 14, 2007 at 10:41 AM
It seems to be hanging on by a thread, Craig. Pictures at ITBO
Posted by: gail | June 14, 2007 at 11:49 AM