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I've always wanted a yard like my grandmother's. I didn't inherit her green thumb, though, so I hoped that some serious study could help to overcome my inept gardening skills this spring. I read up on everything that could grow out of the ground, including weeds. There's some pretty impressive plant life out there, and with it some very strange and colorful names. Eventually I decided to leave the botanicals to the experts, and I'd stick with surgery. But the garden of names has stayed with me as I've gone about my day and found new definitions for some of them.
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