Up north the reds are gone, leaving the oranges, yellows, evergreens, and sticks behind, You can see things you haven’t seen for months — train tracks, a dilapidated barn, a quaint and elderly outhouse, endless fields.
Next up, part trois: stick season! My favorite.

This is the glower month coming up. YOU keep us cheered up! xx
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Woman, there’s a big long…um, rod…growing up from my Night Blooming Cereus. Cut it??
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