Unexpected Glory

This morning glory grew from compost we shoveled along the porch. Its ascendancy¬†surprised us¬†and continues to surprise. Who knows from which flower and seed this vine sprung? The compost did not come from our pile. It is a mystery we are happy to live with. In this inferno summer it’s appearance has been especially welcome. I had intended to pull it out, but there was always another parched plant to water. When it bloomed I found one thing about the mega hot summer for which to be thankful. The deep, bright blue and glowing white eye seem to suggest that if you don’t fuss over everything you might discover something more beautiful than you planned.

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