Today, I’m grateful for the hibiscus blooming at the front corner of our yard.
Almost every year, like clockwork, it blooms on the first day of August. The lunch-plate sized flowers open their pink and white faces to the sun and last a few days each. As the first flowers droop, more open, making a spectacle for passers-by for at least the rest of the month.
What are you grateful for today?
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