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These climbing roses had the sparse back yard all to themselves when I moved in seven or eight years ago.
They're thick-caned with age and have thorns that would put put the fear of god into Godzilla.
They need lashing to the fence and I'm saving that chore for the day when I am in an utterly fearless mode and have re-stocked the Band-Aids.
Soon.
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This Magnolia has had its seasons confused for many years and I finally coaxed it into blooming in spring just like it's relatives.
Then this year we went from winter to summer back to winter, a dash of spring, a last burst of winter and finally it all smoothed out, but that was too much for the poor tree and it just shut down for a while.
Now, when its season is very much over, it's beginning to bloom.
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Rock on you little beauty. |
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