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A new rose. “Weight” revisited.

Posted on June 1, 2014 by michaelstephendaigle

The rose bush that is the center of this story has again bloomed. The plant is more than 20 years old and seems as healthy as ever. It is a wondrous thing. Thought it warranted another look and listen to … Continue reading →

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