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The garden at ten at night

The longest day brings a kind of permission. You can still see the roses clearly at half past nine. The climbing one by the back fence is showing off, those fat blooms almost luminous in the dusk. The light won’t quit.

At ten o’clock, you’re still out there. The air has cooled just enough. The blackbird is finally quiet. You deadhead a few spent flowers, not because it’s urgent, but because you’re there and the day hasn’t ended yet.

This is the week when the garden refuses to sleep. The sky holds onto that last pale strip of blue above the roofline. You can make out the shapes of everything: the pots by the wall, the fork leaning against the shed, the dark bulk of next door’s apple tree.

Some years you stay out later still. A glass of something cold, a chair dragged onto the patio. The roses keep their colour longer than you’d think. The light fades so slowly you barely notice when you can’t see them anymore.

Then it’s tomorrow already.

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