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Last night my neighbor, yes, the same one who carves beautiful pumpkins with a butter knife, called to say he wished I would help myself to some of the roses he grows alongside his border:
So we have armloads of them in vases all over.
He grows them in all sizes and many colors, including pink, red, yellow, orange, and variegated.
They smell so good!
THANKS!
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