Tall and beautiful irises fall down and can't get up. Nobody pushed them as far as I know. It looks like some animal lies in the purple wort at night, or maybe they just fall down too. The honeysuckle Dorothy gave me years ago smells really sweet, but is now overgrown with blackberry bushes. The grapevine was given new life after vigorous pruning. Young grapes looked promising, but now exposed, birds are dining on them.
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