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That ‘merry wanderer of the night’ Goodfellow Robin (our sweet Puck) lends his name to the pin-cushion gall, the wind-brought bedeguar born and bred on rosa arvinsis. A mass of mossy filament sticky-branched it turns to green then pink as autumn falls, wearing winter’s crimson ‘Fore it dons a reddish-brown. Inside ‘til spring this tissued home with food becomes a womb for wasps upon the stem, upon the branch, upon the tree. How beguilingly these wood-land growths are so confined: beneath the gentle rose - sub rosa parthenogenesis divine
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 12:24 PM UTC
Carol of the Gall
That ‘merry wanderer of the night’ Goodfellow Robin (our sweet Puck) lends his name to the pin-cushion gall, the wind-brought bedeguar born and bred on rosa arvinsis. A mass of mossy filament sticky-branched it turns to green then pink as autumn falls, wearing winter’s crimson ‘Fore it dons a reddish-brown. Inside ‘til spring this tissued home with food becomes a womb for wasps upon the stem, upon the branch, upon the tree. How beguilingly these wood-land growths are so confined: beneath the gentle rose - sub rosa parthenogenesis divine
nigel-morgan
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 12:24 PM UTC
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