How ugly you all are,
An all-over ugly!
Iris bulbs unearthed and scythed
Of top leaves,
I lay your twisted, tuberous
Bodies across a gutted paper sack
And take a moment to grimace
At your grotesquery.
Dirt clings to your stringy reaching roots.
Not even warm water and bleach
Can pretty the rough hide of your skin.
Poor horrid hags!
But wait—don’t droop,
Shrivel dry in shame.
For I [...]
Our first hard frost burned off the garden’s remainders this week. Only the carrots made it through, their tops billowing up from the soil, bright green and fluffy compared to the ashes of the tomato plants, peppers, cucumbers, and squash. We had a long growing season this year with some lovely successes, so I’m good [...]
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Again, thanks for brightening the joint up, Carla.
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I can’t help but wonder by what other name this rose goes.
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Irises, also known popularly as “flags.” An uncommon take on a common garden variety.
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Pollinator’s-eye view.
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Orchids have stunning throats. Thank you, Carla.
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This one prompts physical reactions in me, spine and belly.
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I want to go there.