Even a pot person can't stand piercing wind and 18 degree temperatures without a scarf and hat.
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These postings will center around things that I encounter that are interesting, beautiful, and sometimes the spiritual connection between all these things. This blog is for myself, perhaps more than for you, the reader. It is to remind myself of the passage of time and reflect on the beauty and meaning of the days.
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January
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- Unknown Cactus: Cathedral cactus
- Lid Tree
- Bottle Tree
- Jackson Similax
- Daffodils vs Jonquils
- Wordsworth's The Daffodils
- My First Daffodil
- Even Pot People Get Cold
- No Pants Subway Ride
- Animal Friends Across Species Lines
- Cherimoya
- The Pot Lady at Christmas
- Baby Chicks
- Garden Sculpture
- Full Moon Tonight
- Chester and Norbit (Norbert)
- Mulch and Compost Ruminations
- Raking, Chopping, Mulching, Composting: Keep Those...
- Epiphany
- Reverse Santa
- Another New Year's Poem
- Another Abandoned House
- The Gate of the Year
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January
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About Me
- Crystal
- I have spent my whole life gardening in the heart of the deep, hot, humid south. Somewhere in the distant past, I received 2 degrees from the local land grant college and my ears are still atuned to matters of science.My children are grown and gone from home, but my days are just as full as when they were young. Only the responsibilities change.
she still looks chilly...maybe leggings !
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