We wait all year for this.
Okay, maybe not all year, but certainly all summer.
I mean, it's not like we stand around, fretfully staring into space, waiting for the Yellow Flowers to bloom . . .
. . . because we know they're coming . . .
. . . and when finally they arrive?
. . . we are joyful.
Like many species one hasn't seen in a year . . . they have gotten tall.
And thanks to their prolific and abundant generosity this year . . .
. . . they've joined us on the deck.
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2 comments:
gorgeous! i love all of that lellow, and I love you!
xo
Jacquie
Those photos of you and your wine and your yellow flowers are *so* love-ah-lee! Pretty, pretty.
xoxo,
b
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