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bells and wind at Mt Angel today ~~

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Elk Rock, earlier today.

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nice neighbors, losing count

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walk with me, Elk Rock:

starring Achlys, Mahonia, Hydrangea, Aesculus, and Quercus framing people on river

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We are hydrangea-heavy, come July.

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Simon, first-day lunch at Powell Butte, the 3-day bachelor weekend still pulling at him

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Simon, finding and eating a strawberry at the clematis collection.

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Simon sends: me, his mom, fro-ing and to-ing, dancing (Christmas gift of proper speaker: his fault!), hitching up nightshift, the night he arrived. Imagine D'yer Mak'er and happiness :)

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front window, morning fog

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today, puffy puffs

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tennyson

I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touched, and turned to finest air.

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wow, that was easy. Cercidifolium Hearts and Boxwood Knot Kiss (and more! including false Solomon's seal berries draped in a shed curl of madrone bark) from Elk Rock garden, today, late August.