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		<title>Herb Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 15:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was trimming her herb garden, busily pulling out all the weeds, removing the diseased or dying parts of otherwise viable plants. Some varieties of herbs she&#8217;d planted were proliferating more than expected, stifling others. That wouldn&#8217;t do. &#8220;What&#8217;cha doin&#8217; ?&#8221; asked her neighbor. &#8220;Oh, right now, I&#8217;m just killing thyme.&#8221;]]></description>
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<p>Some varieties of herbs she&#8217;d planted were proliferating more than expected, stifling others.</p>
<p>That wouldn&#8217;t do.</p>
<p>&#8220;What&#8217;cha doin&#8217; ?&#8221; asked her neighbor.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, right now, I&#8217;m just killing thyme.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>The Concrete Garden</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[After the chlorophyll plague swept through the planet&#8217;s vegetation, the few remaining plants and trees became very rare and precious. But I found a solution.  I build concrete gardens.  Wood, even dead wood, is scarce.  But the rocks needed for concrete are everywhere. Really wish I had green paint, though.]]></description>
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<p>But I found a solution.  I build concrete gardens.  Wood, even dead wood, is scarce.  But the rocks needed for concrete are everywhere.</p>
<p>Really wish I had green paint, though.</p>
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