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19 APR 19 by
Seamus
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On Lijiang road on an Autumn day.
I met her first and knew.
That her dark hair would weave a snare.
That I might one day rue.
I saw the danger, yet I walked
Along the enchanted way
And I said let grief be a falling leaf.
At the dawning of the day
Cuttings of Lijiang rd available here in June. Patricia gave me budwood of this one two years ago.
To say its a vigorous grower is a understatement .
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Aah, my very favourite Irish nurseryman at Mostly Roses.
As someone said to me recently - very well sung - and beautifully thanked.
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20 APR 19 by
Seamus
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