When the Crone was merely a teenage witch, she used to consider Red Hot Pokers a particularly common sort of garden plant, too garish and vulgar for her own refined tastes. Now she loves their prehistoric charms. Stay tuned—this time next year she’ll develop a love of Dahlias.
- Red Hot Pokers in the Crone’s front yard
The big day was Wednesday. Not a dry eye in the house.
Now Hansel can hold his head high
Plus: having two dresses taken in; listening to The Archers on the iphone; and…
fab new fabric from Virginia
and hedges you can eat
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