My poor confused quince has set out several blossoms. In the spring, the bush is covered with bright red blossoms that turn into small yellow quinces. Alas they are just ornamental but smell like oranges.
In September 2008, I was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer, a huge shock to me. Within you will find my journey into the scary world of cancer and my struggles to emerge from it.
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