A couple of weeks ago I thought this might be the last zinnia of 2022. So I carried it, held over my head through a paddock full of interested goats, up to the house. Popped it into a little vase along with a handful of Galinsoga parviflora. Photographed it. Sketched it. Enjoyed a late-summer posy for many days before it gradually lowered it's head and faded.
When I harvested the tomatoes last week, there was one more zinnia!
With color every bit as brilliant, but petals showing the challenges of blooming when nights are sometimes dipping below freezing.
There's beauty in the struggle.
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