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Pleasant Surprise

Early last spring I looked over the flower seed assortment. There were many envelopes with self-harvested seeds more than three years old.

These would go out for the birds. I tossed them onto the ground between the deer-proof fence and the row of mature trees.

Weeks later, there bloom the healthiest, greenest and prettiest specimens, much more so than those we lovingly tended.

– Eva Krawchuk writes from Winnipeg

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