Hardy / by Karie Luidens

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Well, I stand corrected about the pumpkins. It’s almost as if, despite the hail-sized holes riddling their stalks and leaves, the plants heard me express doubt that they’d be able to produce any more fruit and put out a single fresh flower this morning just to prove me wrong. Of course, one flower isn’t enough—we need a female to be pollinated by that male. But it’s a sign that living things are often hardier than they look. 

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