Poking up from the last fallen leaves – a snapdragon.
In the porch pot now devoid of marigolds – a pansy.
And even in the crusty remains of our first snow – more pansies.
All hail, brave and stubborn flora! Thank you for sticking around and sticking up. I write this blog to honor your tenacity and color. You will not be forgotten.
Thursday, November 9, 2017
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