Monday, July 11, 2016

The Aaron's Rod in our allotment is taller than me now and covered in tiny yellow blooms. I nurtured this instead of pulling it out as a weed in remembrance of a dear friend, Bernard, from home. We used to walk his dog through the old brick fields where thousands of these bloomed and he introduced me to this beautiful plant. And now I always think of him when I see them.

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