Aster frikartii ‘Monch’

Ugly Legs

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I once had an elderly babysitter who lived a Spartan life and indulged in only one vice—one scoop of vanilla ice cream once a week.  This may have accounted for the fact that she lived in permanent disapproval mode.  Once, when I was about twelve I greeted her arrival wearing what I thought was a … Read more

Blue Stars

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When I look out at the sea of asters in my front yard, it is hard to believe that there was a time when I had none.  In search of some fall color, I planted one small pot of tall, pink-flowered ‘Alma Potschke’ asters. ‘Alma’ prospered—so much so that now, if I didn’t pull out … Read more