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It started like this: She leaned over with her hand cupped around her mouth, and with her soft low voice against my ear, she whispered: "Wear yore darkest clothes, chile, an' meet me right here jus' 'fore dark. We're gonna git some rose maller seeds." "Aunt Bett, marshmalla seeds? Marshmallas don't . . . " That hand clamped itself over my mouth before I could say another word or even take a breath. Her next whisper was a little louder: "Hush yore mouth, chile, ya cain't grab seeds if ya cain't keep quiet!" The night got worse before it got better.
Sep 2, 2015 4:25 PM CST
|Oh, I so enjoyed that story! Very worth an Acorn! :)
Would anyone know if this plant is available in Australia? Can't say I have seen it .. would love to try & find out .. ok, off to our AQIS site to search & find out if seeds are allowed in! :)
Thankyou for this story, Sharon!
'The World, left alone, works by Itself'
Sep 2, 2015 4:30 PM CST
Gone But Not Forgotten
|Always welcome, Dianne!
Not sure how many seeds I'll have because mine is still flowering, but let me know what you find about shipping them.
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