I always celebrate the summer solstice by changing the hand-painted-by-relatives plate on display, but I like to have flowers on the table, too (all the time, if possible.) After all the mowing that got done before the auction, I was lucky to be able to find any at all, but yesterday some black-eyed Susans bloomed at the edge of the trees where the tractor missed them.
The daisies, from another edge, are also rayed like the sun.
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Beautiful, and a bit bittersweet I might imagine.
ReplyDeleteAny word on the next place? Sending hopeful thoughts!