100 Words: Morning Glory

There I was all by myself, minding my own business, when Morning Glory climbed onto the porch, reaching out in five or six directions, dropping conversational color everywhere.

What a miracle to be alone, then suddenly offered such bright company.

Glory said, “Hello, I’m here for you, want to talk?”

How generous of her, how brilliant, how refined. She must have been feeling magna cum beautiful, brimming with a Master’s in Purple.

The casual, confident climbing. The lavish, vibrant offering. The gift of full presence.

I, simple human, aspire to all of these. My friend Ms. Glory already knows how.

 

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Terri Crosby

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    shiner

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    That is the sweetest!, oh what a delight to read of your interaction with MS Glory.

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    Geri

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    I too, have a relationship w/flowers and I am so happy that Ms. Glory paid you a beautiful and profound visit!!

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      Terri Crosby

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      Yes, you do have a special relationship with flowers!!!

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    Kristi Gjelfriend

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    Oh yes. I DO have a relationship with flowers❣️ Can I say it like you? Hmmm. But I can feel it like you write. Oh yeah! KG

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      Terri Crosby

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      This is a very sweet comment from you, Kristi. Thank you. I’m glad you can feel it like I write it! :–)))

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    Devaya

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    Beautiful.

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    Keldwyn

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    Oh Terri, I laughed out loud at your clever and sweet 100 words.
    I’m sending it to my extraordinary gardener buddies!
    OX
    Keldwyn

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