Petals from the Past 16034 Co. Rd. 29, Jemison, Alabama 35085 These gardens reminded me of my mother’s perennial beds in Montpelier, Vermont. The gardens she would dig in the dirt, swearing under her breath at the deer that had eaten her bulbs. She called the deer, Bulb Breath… The style of gardens surrounding the…
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a thorn dressing as a flower
That thorn is longer then an inch. Mean looking thing. I wonder why it needs that much protection? What is it hiding? Maybe, like the hydrangea, it tastes delicious so as a result it grew that weapon. Maybe I should dig it up & plant it beside the blueberries.
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