text_original: * * * * * Working my way round to another thicket of rhododendrons, that is a bank of purple and creamy white in June, once more I sent the silver dust flying with my trusty broom.
text_transcription: WORKING MY WAY ROUND TO ANOTHER THICKET OF RHODODENDRONS THAT IS A BANK OF PURPLE AND CREAMY WHITE IN JUNE ONCE MORE I SENT THE SILVER DUST FLYING WITH MY TRUSTY BROOM
phonemes: ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk wˈɜːkɪŋ maɪ wˈeɪ ɹˈaʊnd tʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ θˈɪkɪt ʌv ɹˌoʊdədˈɛndɹənz, ðæt ɪz ɐ bˈæŋk ʌv pˈɜːpəl ænd kɹˈiːmi wˈaɪt ɪn dʒˈuːn, wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ aɪ sˈɛnt ðə sˈɪlvɚ dˈʌst flˈaɪɪŋ wɪð maɪ tɹˈʌsti bɹˈuːm.