Yellow Flowers, Redux

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.