She has more buds and blooms than she has had all summer. She has been my splash of Beauty as I walk in and out the door every day (several times a day), and now that we are nearing the end of warm days, I know I will have to say good bye soon. I would love to bring her in for the winter, but I simply have no space for her. All good things must come to an end.
Flowers whisper "Beauty!" to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall.