I captured this photo in our neighborhood. It’s called, “Flower,” until someone can tell me what it actually is.
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I captured this photo in our neighborhood. It’s called, “Flower,” until someone can tell me what it actually is.
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That makes two of us. I know roses and daisies. That’s about it. Oh, carnations, too.
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A Facebook friend tells me it is an oleander.
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I was about to say put a pic on facebook so glad you know what it is now. We moved to this house over 2 years back and my Mr often posts plants on facebook cos we ain’t got a scooby do. But it is bonnie.
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Beautiful
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Thank you! I just learned that it is an oleander, and poisonous to dogs.
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Yes! I just remembered! Thank I was asking everyone!!!
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