I don't remember how ferns got connected to my dad so firmly in my mind, but they are forever linked. I seem to recall him being fascinated with them especially when they were in their very early stages of leafing out. We saw this last year, long after it had sprung up. I remembered it this year early and have been keeping an eye on it. I think we caught this plant at the perfect "fiddlehead" stage of leafing out. (Ignore the weeds.) Enjoy, Dad!
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