Wordless Wednesday: The first dahlia of summer



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  1. CarmenMay 23, 2018 at 1:20 PM

    Simply beautiful! :-)

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 23, 2018 at 4:13 PM

      It's one of those nice surprises the garden sometimes offers. I planted these dahlia tubers last year and didn't dig them at the end of the season. Usually, they don't survive to come back the next year, but these did and now they brighten my day.

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  2. Judy KruegerMay 25, 2018 at 1:32 PM

    That is an especially beautiful one. Now that my sister has me out of her hair, I imagine she is getting her tubers out of the basement and planting them again. How fortunate that this one wintered over.

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 26, 2018 at 10:45 PM

      I was completely surprised to see those plants coming up, especially since we had one of our colder winters of recent years. Sometimes there is just no accounting for Nature!

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