It’s the end of a day, and the sight of these blanket flowers made me wistful for the days of spring when they were just beginning to bloom. Now it’s autumn, and the petals are falling one by one, and the sun sets earlier and daylight fades sooner from the sky. It’s as if this is the way flowers say goodbye, a wordless dance, each petal carrying within it, in its fall, a memory of summer, all the petals filled with memories spinning to earth along with the flowers’ seeds that will bring new memories in the spring. How is such a transformation possible—from spring to summer, from summer to fall and then to winter? And how can we not stop and gaze in amazement at the way our lives change over time, the way the days come and go, the way petals fall, the way, somehow, love manages to endure? #wistful #wistfulsummer #summersgone #blanketflower #blanketflowers #gonetoseed #frontyardgarden #arrivalofautumn #sarasota #sarasota_florida https://www.instagram.com/p/CFigiJeHhHN/?igshid=s5e5h4s1l2oy