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Polishing the Stars

For months I drove past this beautiful front garden. One morning I decided to stop and knock on the front door. An old man answered. He then gave me a guided tour of his 1 acre garden. He gave me permission to photograph which I did over two months. Once talking he said he was fighting his 8th bout of cancer. He said "When I'm gone and the man upstairs and the man downstairs argue who to take me, I'll sit in the middle and Polish the Stars".