Rows of century plants formed the landscape of my childhood. They majestic, many of them wider and taller than my small frame. The most mature of them occasionally tripled in height overnight, sending a towering stalk with blooms skyward. It seemed back then like there must be some magic involved, and still does.
Rows of century plants formed the landscape of my childhood. They majestic, many of them wider and taller than my small frame. The most mature of them occasionally tripled in height overnight, sending a towering stalk with blooms skyward. It seemed back then like there must be some magic involved, and still does.
- Created: 2024
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