Who knew that I needed a purple hose? There is a part of my garden I call the Purple Party, layered with Night Owl and Burgundy Iceberg roses, a wine-colored mugwort, passion flower, salvias. I'm wasn't that crazy about purple, but it has insinuated itself into my garden. And now that I have a purple hose, I can't figure out how I lived without it. I picked some Japanese eggplant and one red yard-long asparagus bean, and this still life could not be passed up.
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