The last live flowers. Maybe they're a different variety. I watched a squirrel climb up one of the stalks. He looked puzzled then climbed down. I missed a photo of a cardinal on one of the still yellow flowers. The color contrast of deep red and bright yellow would have made a great image. But by the time I got my camera he had flown away. I know the birds enjoyed the seeds.
Cray Flow Of Time (poem by me)
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Feeling insane ,overwhelmed with chores
Flowing swiftly away from the shore
Waves are crazy ,putting upside down
Time’s river looks like a frowned
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