D.O.P.-T.

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The oleander has almost stopped flowering, and it's December. So I gave it a good once-over; I left two bunches of flower buds that still looked viable, but otherwise I hope I got everything. I diminished its height a tad, especially near the fence; it likes to bend its flowers down happily in front of the neighbors, but their landlord hates plants, so I try to be a good neighbor.