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witch hazel

October 20, 2010 by Dave Bonta

I pick the last few unsplit witch hazel nuts in my garden, hoping I can witness their famed explosions. I line them up on top of my monitor.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags garden, witch hazel
October 2, 2010 by Dave Bonta

The witch hazel in my garden is just coming into bloom, yellow tentacles uncurling, the bunched nuts like maledictions waiting to burst.

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October 3, 2008 by Dave Bonta

A song sparrow sings, and suddenly it’s spring again. In the front garden, under browning leaves, the witch hazel dangles spidery blooms.

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