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‘Flowers in Hartlepool’ by Jay Cool Do a project, the teacher said. You can choose the title. Spend some time, just with your friend, reading books and writing. We collected books, ’bout every flower, copied, coloured, outlined them. About each flower, I remember nothing – no name, no colour, no hue. But, if I could,Continue reading “Botanist Approaching Fifty”