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Dragol´s pov The heat has arrived. By the cartload, I have started to replant my plants. This is the last replanting that will be done. I have already replanted them a few times. They have got bigger pots, as they grew. To help with binding them up as they grow bigger and heavier. And to help them being hold up straight when the plants are heavy from fruits. I have made a fence like construction. Not for the pumpkins of course. I walk on my knees, The air is filled the musky scent of the soil. With a small spade, I dig a hole. In the hole I put down a plant. When I have planted the last of the cucumbers, I stood up. I put my hands to my back and streatched. I look around, and smile. A few days I have worked to get a system for the crops. Just becouse I will take seeds from my own crops, I
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