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  • LRM EXPORT 30263304237567 20181016 014625991 Rooftop Gardening : Nature and Nurture
    Midlife & the Art of Living

    Rooftop Gardening : Nature and Nurture

    August 27, 2021 - By Tahmid Islam

    [ Rooftop Gardening : Nature and Nurture ] It seems as though the pandemic is a black cloud looming over our heads. A cloud that came and never went away. But people never really let that be the end of the world even though it quite literally felt like it. We were quick to adapt, improvise and overcome. It didn’t take long for us to pierce through the impenetrable dark cloud so we could rain some sunshine on ourselves for a change. Our true colors shone and we found our true selves amongst all the hobbies. The most Therapeutic hobby…

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