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That Which Will Not Grow Back Home, Part V: An Unsuccessful Souvenir

Sigyn, I do not think the the gardeners who tend this display would be happy if you took a whole plant home, but if you ask nicely, they may let you take a flower as a keepsake.  Or a hat.

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But perhaps not that one.

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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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That Which Will Not Grow Back Home, Part III: Thank the Norns We Have Moved on from Azaleas

Thank the Norns!  We have moved on from Azaleas.  Yes, Sigyn my love, the Azaleas are splendid, but do you not grow bored of so many all at once?  Fortunately for my sanity, this garden boasts a number of diminutive maples whose foliage encompasses every shade of green, bronze, copper, and maroon.

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The flowers are small and delicate, not really very showy.  No, it is all about the foliage.

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That looks like a delightful resting place.  May I join you in the next tree?

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It appears that the sun is coming out.  Are you wearing sunscreen, Dearest?  Red is a good color for Acer japonicum, but not for Sigyn faces.

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That Which Will Not Grow Back Home, Part II: They Aren’t All Pink

The females are still flitting from bed to bed inspecting Azaleas. (Well, Sigyn flits.  Let’s face it–the human female galumphs.)

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Look at all that pink.  So much pink. I am becoming weary of pink.  Thankfully, Azaleas do come in other colors.

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See?  Red and white.  And look–something yellow there in the distance!

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Sigyn likes these and the red ones so much that I might have to dig up the entire yard back home and magically transport in multiple tons of humusy acidic sand just so she can have these flowers for her own.

Uh, oh!  Upheavals ahead!  The human female is so smitten with these plants that she is beginning to talk of moving to Unp when she retires.

Frankly, the thought of the human female home all the time with nothing useful to do terrifies me.

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