For Cee’s FOTD Challenge, a stand of hosta after a heavy rainstorm, with one spray of blooms unbent and tall.
The storm had come and gone. She was still standing straight. She was standing in the shadow of something greater than her. Her shield. Her shelter. Her refuge for as long and as steady as life eternal.
This Jolly Beggar 
Such a delicate purple or violet flower 😀
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Funny you should say that: I still don’t know if there’s a hard and fast rule about what’s violet or purple 😂
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Yours are so pretty. The sun has burned mine.
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They’re my neighbor’s so I can’t take credit 😀
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