Such noble fruit to harvest from my new garden.
This rich land is gravid with promise and the profound soil and weary trees await the touch of a gentler hand.
This is a terrain born of a river, fine deep fertile earth, the gift of a thousand floods.
Now begins the cultivation, planting and shaping.
The creation of gardens, surely this is our sapient offering to this small blue planet, and perhaps our reason for walking it.
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