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Frank James Meuschke

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Department Of Corrections

August 18, 2010

Last month I reported that there would be no more orange in the garden. Well, I was wrong. The butterfly weed, or Asclepias tuberosa, has taken to continuous blooming. This is its third flush, and the strongest yet -all the while forming its funky, pointy seed pods. Good native, that a girl (or boy).




Tags: Garden, NYC, flowers, native plants
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