I count time by flowers

My mom wrote us a letter late that summer that said, I count time by flowers. Right now there are sunflowers, gaura, nasturtiums, and the marigolds are coming along. And there are the most beautiful morning glories on the fence, a marbled blue and white in one flower. These bloom and fade and march the summer by, and then it will be fall again, the nicest time.

Sometimes I re-read this and feel held.

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