It's late August, and weeks of temperatures in the high 90's have left much of the garden looking like faded paper flowers. Even a faded rose is beautiful- they remind me of a Fleetwood Mac song, which I'm sure will be stuck in my head all day.
Some flowers look better as they age than others, just like people I suppose.
My potted flowers must be jealous of Rose.
I won't even mention the every cheery and fresh Daisy.
Oops. I guess I just did.
I can certainly sympathize. I'm feeling a bit like a faded out flower myself these days, surrounded by a sea of daisies.
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