Hydrangeas
Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas
turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs
over them.
One sunset after another tracks the faces, the
petals.
Waiting, they look over the fence for what
way they go.
-Carl Sandberg
I’ve noticed that flowers sometimes get confused when the day length in autumn mimics that in spring. That seems to be the case with my hydrangea which, after months of fading color has suddenly decided to put out some new blossoms, just in case.