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So I was digging and moving a purple flowering perennial, because "gardening is the slowest of the performing arts" and I asked my spouse if he liked where I had put it. (He humors this behavior on a regular basis because its "my department".) anyway, he nodded his approval of the purple and asked what the plant name was. I gave him the Latin name. He laughed and replied in his best echoey announcer voice, " Now batting for the Red Sox...the shortstop.....Campanula Glomerata."
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