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The guardians of my grandmother's gardens. Here in Georgia I try every year but some kind of rust kills them early. I'll never stop trying.
I can feel the little dry seed buttons and the satin of the petals in memory, but I can't get them to grow in Georgia.
The guardians of my grandmother's gardens. Here in Georgia I try every year but some kind of rust kills them early. I'll never stop trying.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the little dry seed buttons and the satin of the petals in memory, but I can't get them to grow in Georgia.
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