Wild corn poppies bloomng along the roadside and in the fields always warm my spirit. Their fragile blossoms nod gently in the breeze.
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- 05.31.07 POTATO BLOSSOMS
- 05.30.07 HOE DOWN
- 05.29.07 CORN COMING!
- 05.28.07 NIGHT SPARKLERS
- 05.27.07 BROCCOLI BUDS
- 05.26.07 FIRST PEA BLOSSOM
- 05.25.07 LUNAR LIGHT
- 05.24.07 PAPER MAKERS
- 05.23.07 THE POTATOED POPULATION
- 05.22.07 LAUREL TEMPTATION
- 05.21.07 HONEYSUCKLE POWER
- 05.20.07 HERBAL HATS
- 05.19.07 WHERE DO CLOUDS COME FROM
- 05.18.07 OLD FRIEND
- 05.17.07 BLUEBERRY BLOOM
- 05.16.07 PEONY PERFUME
- 05.15.07 THE VIGOR OF THE VINE
- 05.14.07 POLLINATORS PROOF
- 05.13.07 HANG TIGHT
- 05.12.07 IRIS BLOOM
- 05.11.07 CANDY MOTH
- 05.10.07 SITTING STILL
- 05.09.07 SWEET CONFUSION
- 05.08.07 HIGH HAY
- 05.07.07 SUDDENLY SHADE
- 05.05.07 HONEYED BLOSSOMS
- 05.04.07 FUNGUS AMONG US
- 05.03.07 POPPY POWER
- 05.02.07 SPUDS SPROUT
- 05.01.07 MAYDAY MADNESS
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