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Sunday, June 14, 2015
Pic Of The Day - 06.09.15 - Crepe Myrtle
For as long as I can remember, crepe myrtles have always been a part of my life. My maternal grandparents had them in their yard and my parents had one in their yard. I don't know much about them but I do remember that one of my relatives tried to grow one in Kansas City, MO, and it wouldn't grow. I do know that they come in different colors and in one small area near my office, these three colors have blossomed.
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