It is September. The cucumbers are pulled up and the tomatoes are flaunting their fruitlessness. The butterfly bush is ragged looking. The phlox is too. Bulbs are done for the year and the trees are getting just a kiss of color. But this little potted plant I stuck in the ground to hide the downspout pipe is still giving all its summer glory as I walk past it on my way to and from my house.
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