I often think of Prudence, the extrudence, and wonder what she's doing now. Since that time when she left our garden, I've looked out for her, or any of her offspring, presuming she had some, but to no avail. I've seen nothing quite like her in those several years. Yes, there have been fungi, even spectacular fungi, but they're not Prudence with her demure and mysterious ways.
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