Last night, the temperature dipped down to the freezing level -- barely to that level but just enough to talk sternly to all the flowers in bloom. The blooms crossed my mind as I backed out of my driveway in my heated car this morning. I'm confused by our wishy-washy weather, so I can only imagine the confusion of the flowers all in bloom.
As the sun rose, the indecisive weather warmed. On my drive home, I clicked on the AC with a smile on my soul in the bright sunlight and warm temperatures. At home, I walked around the yard to see what the plants had thought about the previous evening's frost.
Those tough and beautiful blooms raised their voices and sang in the setting sunlight.
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