I was just noting the other day—rather complainingly—that my very most favorite aster of all this aster-filled time of year was the dark purple kind that grows rampantly on the banks of every ditch in the county, and yet it could not be induced to grow in the yard where a person could observe it more closely instead of just noting its happy existence as you flash past at 55 m.p.h.
And then, lo! This dark purple aster showed up down in the North Orchard! I have been visiting it relentlessly ever since, and I applaud its good taste in coming up right under the new crapabble tree with the dark red leaves, because when there are more leaves in the future, the children of this aster will look very handsome among the goldenrod below.
Guess this wouldn't be a good time to tell you that it grows like crazy in my garden, unbidden and untended????
ReplyDeleteThat's because you are so! dang! lucky! So bear that in mind as you travel forward in your life.
ReplyDeleteMaybe so, but there are lots of things you grow that I cannot, so I guess that evens things out :)
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