Hydrangea thrives in my gardens. I love their abundant blue blossoms which cheer me whenever I look at them.
Over the course of a hot summer, the plants that get direct sunlight turn almost a rust color. These two shots are of blossoms from the same plant at different times in the season.
By autumn the blues have faded into shades of green, sometimes becoming a shimmering opalescent. After a hard frost, the blooms are fading, though they still hold onto some of their subtle beauty.
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Jello thinks something smells really good!
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This pair of bleeding heart blossoms reminds me of the final quote from Truman Capote’s, short story, A Christmas Memory .
“A message saying [my friend had died] merely confirms a piece of news some secret vein had already received, severing me from an irreplaceable part of myself, letting it loose like a kite on a broken string. That is why, walking across a school campus on this particular December morning, I keep searching the sky. As if I expected to see, rather like hearts, a lost pair of kites hurrying towards heaven.”
The ABC Stage 67 adaption for television by Truman Capote and Eleanor Perry, (narrated by Capote) won two Emmy’s and the Peabody Award.