Vincent van Gogh Sunflowers

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have to act like that now. That’s what he would have done if he was alive, but despite what Reg Shoe proclaimed, it was quite hard to be proud when you were dead. A bit stiff, perhaps, but not proud.

‘Don’t know. Very unseasonal. It ought to be dying down around now,’ said Schleppel.
The floor about everything.’ Windle looked at his wizarding hat. Burial and tunnelling had not been kind to it, but after more than a century of wear it hadn’t been the height of haute couture to start with.
‘There’s always something new to learn, ‘ he said.
It was another day. Cyril the cockerel stirred on his perch.
The chalked words glowed in the half light.
He concentrated.shook again. Then the loose floorboard that had concealed Windle’s little fortune creaked, and started to put out shoots. ‘What do you mean, unseasonal?’ he said.‘You get a lot of it in the spring,’ said the voice from behind the door. ‘Shoving the daffodils up out of the ground and that kind of stuff.’‘Never heard of it, ‘ said Windle, fascinated.‘I thought you wizards knew everything