This is Domenico, Joe's son. He comes down almost daily in this dry weather to carry water from the trough on my allotment to the barrels on Joe's.
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...the banks all green with celery, the endive rejoicing in a rivulet; the cucumber snaking amidst the grass and swelling to greatness... (Virgil's Georgics IV:120, trans. C. Day Lewis)
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