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      Showing posts with label coleus. Show all posts
      Showing posts with label coleus. Show all posts

      Saturday, July 31, 2010


      Double click to enlarge the image above.
      6:30 a.m. Thursday I strolled down my block, garden gloves in my pocket, looking for coleus flowers to nip. My local block association wanted to plant coleus and petunias in every treewell this year, and I volunteered for the nipping job during the growing season. At the end of the block, a nice pair of men's shoes rested among the coleus. This tree was in front of the laundry/dry cleaners. No one walking their dog or leaving for work seemed concerned.The shoes were gone by the next day.
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      Additional Facts1.At the other end of the block, one of the treewells that I planted (now sans tree) is growing well without a pair of black shoes.2. Directly across the street from the black-shoe -treewell, next to a RightAide, the rats have taken over the territory.3.Where someone has cared enough to water the plants in front of their building the coleus looks as it was meant to.
      4. Where no one has watered during one of the hottest, driest July's on record, the plants look like this.
      5. Of course I HATE to brag, but.....mine.

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