I love this photo because I adore flowers and because a dear friend insisted on helping me prop it up in the rain for a good photo.The big deal abut that is that a light sprinkle became real rain while we worked, but my friend insisted we keep working until we got it right. I no longer have a gladiola in my yard. Maybe I need to get some bulbs and long sticks for next year. I also love the blooms waiting to replace the ones blooming. As a writer I always have stories that show themselves when I’m working on a project. The stories in my head are like the buds waiting to bloom.