Late Bloom

As I left my house a few mornings ago, I noticed one trailing vine of clematis, fallen across my path. The other blossoms on my plant had long since withered, but this vine bore thick, velvety, flowers – late arrival beauties. My garden is teaching me about life. I can only water it in early morning or late evening, away from the busy hum of the…


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