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Friday Flower No. 10

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Little things

My yard — hell, my entire neighborhood — smells like honeysuckle right now. The entirety of the western fence in my back yard is draped with the stuff. I snuck two licks of nectar the other day and thought about all those times as a kid I’d been out in a pasture somewhere and felt like I’d found some exotic delicacy when I came upon a clump of sweet honeysuckle blooms.

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Friday flower No. 8

Yet another beautiful thing in my yard that I had absolutely nothing to do with. I have always been intimidated by roses, so how cool is it to know that if I just continue not killing this one, it will reappear every spring?

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My Midas mushroom

I think it was Megan who, several weeks ago, said that my photos of the yard remind her of some magical wonderland (I’m paraphrasing, unless that’s her direct quote). Which is so funny to me because I totally shoot macros of blooms for that specific effect (and to pretend like the areas of the yard that are flower-free don’t exist). But then today I was out transferring some snapdragons to the front bed and I…

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Just dropping in

I had just gotten off the phone with my mom (“So far, so good!” I’d told her) when I saw (well, heard, first) this limb come down with a smack to the roof and a thud on the ground. The impact shook every piece of glass in my house. It fell at a fortunate angle; it could have easily busted through my back bedroom windows. When the rain let up, I went outside to see…

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