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The Black Miner:
She'd bring them home in baskets, birds-eye gilia and blue curls, pink currants and fairy lanterns, azaleas and larkspur. She'd weave them into garlands for the little ones to wear, she'd braid them up like ribbons and tie them in their hair. And in the Fall when flower beds went dry from summer heat, you'd see her with her basket, picking cattails by the creek.