I'm not sure if it's the heat, the pollen, or the alignment of the stars but some evenings the words won't come. 

My friend Elephant's Child (CLICK HERE) offers word prompts each Wednesday. For some reason, the words ricocheted off me. In passing, I mentioned that I thought I would do better with pictures. 

When she Posted her blog yesterday (she lives on the other side of the world where it's tomorrow) she posted two pictures. A passage came to me and I posted it.

That's the thing with pictures – people see things in photographs. The angle of the light, the color, the scene digs deeply into our psyche and dredges up memories long forgotten.

Below is a Rose of Sharon. It was one of the first shrubs we planted when we moved here in 1980. Now we have several that are white, and varying shades of purple. They are easy to tend. Bees and hummingbirds adore them.

This one is beside the bird feeder outside or great room window. It's one of the first things we see each morning as we sip our coffee. They bloom until frost. 

I'm so glad they do well here.