You’d think it was the last wildflower ever the way my person is taking pictures of it. Yeah, I suppose it might be the last flower of the season – but is it really that special?
I mean, look. It’s a puny little purple thing. The only one on the bush. If that even is a bush. I think it’s really a bunch of weedy little suckers winding their way around the rocks. And they just happened to have one tiny flower – the last throwback of summer.
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So can we go now? And leave that little thing to die a wintry death? Yeah, I know it’s not winter here yet but it will be soon. Believe me. I checked the weather and I feel winter on its way.
Yeah, I know it felt like summer today, but It’s coming. So forget about that flower because it’s gonna be gone.
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What? You’re done taking pictures and you want to go now?
Wait a minute. I’m not ready to go.
I’m not finished with these weeds. Go ahead and take some more pictures.
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