...years ago, I bought a package of hollyhock seeds labelled "old-fashion" colors: soft pastels and some dark red. The seeds grew, the plants flowered, produced seeds of their own---and by now I've lost all the originals. But each year the descendants flower. The bees and bugs come along and pollinate the flowers and re-mix the DNA. Two years later, you see the results--nothing quite like the originals and always pretty. I'm nuts about hollylocks.
Friday, June 25, 2010
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To Remember Dad's 103rd Birth Anniversary, Something Different
My Grandparents on my Dad's side were both "bonus babies", kids who were born to much older parents, long after they expected...
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...socializing with a very well behaved and smiling Pit Bull and his young owners. A portrait for Camera Critters .
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...while patrolling his vegetable garden this morning, Hubs' was able to get several spectacular shots of this Spicebush Swallowtail, b...
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