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photo by Margie Willis</figcaption></figure><p id="4c01">Just one more lungful then I can begin my day fragrant impetus.</p><figure id="bb4d"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*a_kaBWbHyJKTAstOjQP67A.jpeg"><figcaption>I used to pick a peck of peppers . . . photo by Margie Willis</figcaption></figure><p id="6213">Chile verde trance piquant dangling reverie they used to be mine.</p><figure id="ace8"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*1Q6cIL5HFG0L6qFezHCKUw.jpeg"><figcaption>I used to serenade my lime tree . . . photo by Margie Willis</figcaption></figure><p id="3ff7">Squeeze lime on berries zest lime over apple pie let’s kick each flavor.</p><p id="8c57"><a href="undefined">Ann James</a> prods me to dig out photos of my gardening days:</p><div id="491a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/summer-photos-75ac96f50038"> <div> <div> <h2>summer photos</h2> <div><h3>procrastinate</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*5Cu52uYx-8uiHuQmSUfgfQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="8612"><a href="undefined">Susan Christiana</a> writes to my burgeoning autumn crave:</p><div id="c035" clas

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HAUNTED HAIKU

Wending My Wistful Way

missing plants like most folks miss people . . .

I once was a gardener . . . photo by Margie Willis

Itty bitty clump of healing aloe vera gentle on my mind.

I used to be a wilderness dweller . . . photo by Margie Willis

Dogwood is blooming in the Santa Lucias beyond Piney Creek.

Still trying to be a moon nymph. . . photo by Margie Willis

Lingering blue moon coos to eager cyclamen autumn is coming.

I used to savor fresh raspberries . . . photo by Margie Willis

Raspberry promise my breakfast treat to savor empty bowl awaits.

I’ve been known to huff lavender . . . photo by Margie Willis

Just one more lungful then I can begin my day fragrant impetus.

I used to pick a peck of peppers . . . photo by Margie Willis

Chile verde trance piquant dangling reverie they used to be mine.

I used to serenade my lime tree . . . photo by Margie Willis

Squeeze lime on berries zest lime over apple pie let’s kick each flavor.

Ann James prods me to dig out photos of my gardening days:

Susan Christiana writes to my burgeoning autumn crave:

William J Spirdione . . . everyone’s beloved garden sonneteer:

Photo by 165106 from Pixabay . . . caption by Margie Willis
Photojournalism
Gardening
Memories
Nonfiction
Plants
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