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That Which Will Not Grow Back Home, Part IV: A Bunch of Other Stuff

While I fain would bid farewell to this beautiful but endless horticultural profusion, Sigyn and the humans are still quite happily exploring. I would wander off to nap in a shady spot, except I must be always vigilant that Sigyn does not become lost or take a tumble from one of her arboreal perches.

At least we are now exploring all of the non-Azaleas and not-Maples. We have come a bit too late in the season for the best of the Camellias.  This one seems infused with a certain tristesse.

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Which means–oh, joy–that the human female is talking of dragging us back here next winter.  Be still my little frozen heart.

There are a fair number of what the signs point out as Fringe Tree.  I must admit, the common name is apt.

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But I cannot for the life of me figure out why this plant is called “Bugle.”  Sigyn, do you hear anything?  Me, neither.

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Sigyn likes this next one because it is fun to play in and has pretty flowers.

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*I* like it because the human female had to read the tag to know what it is!  I love it when she’s flummoxed.  Flummoxing is good.

We seem to have timed our visit for the finale of the Magnolia show.  The enormous blossoms are very fragrant.

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They smell even sweeter when there’s a Sigyn in them.

The humans are starting to wilt a bit.  Perhaps that’s because we have been here FOREVER!  Sigyn, my love, you just have time to look at a few more plants and choose a favorite.

How did I know it would be something red?

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A February Walk, Part I: In Which I am BORED.

After a whole string of gray/cold/wet days, it is finally sunny and almost warm today. Predictably, the human female and Sigyn have leaped at the chance to go out and poke at plants and get some "exercise." (Can you even call it "exercise" if you stop every ten feet to peer at green stuff?)

See? We haven’t gone half a block and Sigyn is making little "squee" noises about this "cute" little chickweed.

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What’s that? The five deeply-notched petals look like bunny ears? If you say so, sweetie.

Oh, super. Now we are sitting in another holly tree. Sigyn, don’t you ever get tired of sitting in holly trees? What? This one is different because it’s deciduous and not a yaupon holly? Dearest, one pokey, red-fruited tree is much like any other pokey, red-fruited tree. I think I will use a little magic on the camera so it doesn’t focus properly.

Ha! Over-exposed:

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The human female is trying another shot from a different angle.

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Still nope! Ehehehehe! Blurrrrrrr! Ehehehehe! Also, I am deeply amused by the fact that she is getting more than a little shredded by a nasty little seedling hawthorn as she scrunches down to try to capture a good likeness. Give up, mortal. I can keep this up far longer than you can.

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