In Memorial

Million Bells - this was the first time it seemed like the plant may have lived up to its name, at least over here. Every plant that lives in the table pot seems to die an untimely death, much too soon in the season. 

But this beauty, found at Findley Market early this spring, held its own for a long, long while. It draped its apron of blooms all the way down to the tabletop, attracting hummingbirds and hummingbird bees!

When the Sprinkler Days arrived, though, that was the end of the millions of bells. Now all that's left are  dried-up brown stems already thrown in the weeding barrel. 

What's that quote about beauty being fleeting...?