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every seed came up. Can I ever forget the beauty of my Chinese Woolflowers? The massive crimson balls were gloriously beautiful and into my heart a seed of happiness and joy took root. What is more wonderful than your own garden; watching green things grow that seem to come out of the nowhere into the here? I am now learning and waiting for the time when "growing things" will be my life's work. I also know that my success will depend almost entirely on highly selected seed, and that of course "Burpee's." Very truly yours, Estella E. Hayes