September 21, 2008 @ 6:24 pm | Filed under: Uncategorized
When we left Virginia two years ago, I urged my good friend Sarah to transplant my asters to her yard. They had grown from a tiny two-dollar seedling into a great and glorious clump, and I couldn’t bear to think of them withering away, neglected. Remember the going-away present those flowers gave us?
Now Sarah’s gang gets presents too. Beautiful!
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