Kathy planted a lot of Dusty miller around the borders of the gardens. For some reason, I really love this plant. I think it is the color, mainly. The funny thing is that it seemed to stay small for most of the season, and then as Fall approached, I suddenly noticed that the plants had grown so full and so tall. They were absolutely beautiful at the end of the season. Then it got cold. When most of them bent over like this, it felt to me as if they were marching in the garden. I can't decide if the group shot is better, or the single shot. What it seems like to me now, is that neither photograph is really good, unfortunately. But I present them to you as an attempt on my part.
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