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You probably have a Grand Tour of your own, even if you don’t think of it in terms of “grand.” It usually starts with drinking something hot in a mug and looking out the window. Somehow you find yourself outdoors, checking things out, and you’re “only going to be a minute.” Your feet know the way; by now you’ve figured out the best route to take to see everything that could possibly shows signs of horticultural life. I took my first Grand Tour of the season about two weeks ago, with a clipboard instead of a mug in hand, fully intending to share the results with you. After writing “needs weeding” at every bed and border, I decided it was getting too repetitious.
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