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October 12, 2008


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You love daffodils. You have blatantly red hair. You're not secretly Welsh, are you?

Good luck -- I love that uncertainty, actually, and I love that my laziness has saved some plants, because stuff that looks miserable the first spring, sprang to life the year afterward.

My asters don't love my laziness, though, because they are flopped all over the garden now, blooming into the pebbles.

We have two stands of lavender, three plants in each location, and one thrives while the other struggles. Oddly enough, the struggling stuff gets more sun. Go figure. It's too bad it isn't consistent in our dirt, because I would plant it everywhere: weeding near a lavender patch is a genuine pleasure.

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