When I was a kid, my dad would always reach across the car and cover my eyes when we passed a a patch of these. "Don't look!" he'd say. "Naked ladies." Seeing these late-summer perennials always makes me think of going back to school, of new things opening before me, of limitless possibility. Yea, yea, let it be so.
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