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“The garden itself was enjoying the painted-on brightness of the day. The flowers were in full bloom--- the dramatic pink of the Duchess of Sutherland roses and the flesh-colored Madame Audots met Harriet's eye as she stepped out of the house. Flanking those stood the La Reines with their silvery undertones and the cabbage roses to the right. The cabbage roses, though they did not have a grand name, were Harriet's favorite. More layers inside one flower than she could even count. She inhaled the sweet smell of the Duchesses and watched as every last bloom turned to face her as she padded barefoot from the door onto the stone walkway, bordered by lush green moss. Satisfied that Harriet was content, the flowers resumed their nourishing tilt toward the sky. The stones were cool beneath her feet.”

“She'd become accustomed to letting the garden grow uncontrolled since her father left. And that had suited both Harriet and the garden. They'd both been free to move about as they liked, to behave how it felt natural to behave. Harriet's decision not to prune was why the vines climbed so high along the house this summer, why the roses covered the garden walls and the blackberry brambles spread out as they did, decorating the bricks between the house and the railroad tracks with as many brilliant green leaves as menacing thorns. It was why the plum tree's fruit lay about the place all summer and its flowers bloomed brilliantly in the spring. It was why the bluebells stood in their own self-proliferating patches beneath the trees and rosebushes and wherever they pleased. Why her evergreen hedges were not neatly trimmed and why the hawthorn tree at the front towered over the gate. Her garden was filled with so much fierce beauty, she knew it would not take kindly to being clipped to the quick.”