I would later learn more about it, but for the moment, I remain charmed and baffled by the purple-painted tree, in its own separate zone and with accompanying bench, in the middle of this lawn.
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That's no photosynthesis I know. |
This post's theme word is senesce (v intr), "to grow old or decay."
In their safe, slow sencescence, Swarthmore shrubs sometimes stain strange shades.
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