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beauty, nature, photography, plants, poetry, summer flowers, Virginia
The following images resound from the gardens surrounding my home despite horrendous heat and humidity…
Queen Ann, Queen Ann has washed her lace
she chose a summer’s day and laid it in a grassy place
to whiten if it may.
Queen Ann, Queen Ann
has left it there and slept all through the night
to wake to find the sunshine fair and all the meadows white.
Queen Ann, Queen Ann
is dead and gone, she died a summer’s day
yet left her lace to whiten on, each weed and tangled way.
Author Unknown
(I memorized this poem as a child)
Copyright © 2012 By Diane LaSauce All Rights Reserved
home, garden, life 
Beautiful photos of the flowers from your garden! I wish our garden was a bit more vibrant this year, the heartiest of the bunch still bloomed though.
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Love the poem about Queen Ann’s lace!
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Wonderful garden…thanks for sharing….Marie (:(:
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How lovely, Diane! The Morning Glory is exceptional!
jeanne
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Beautiful photos…makes me want to become a master gardener…though I live in a high rise condo:)
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