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I'm finding myself increasingly intrigued by granddaughter Emma's echinacea plants, loving the flowers at their various stages of maturity. We planted a seed tray well before Christmas. The plants grew quite quickly, but haven't started to bloom until recently.
Almost looks like a "whirly gig," doesn't it?
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