She amazes me every year. Early in the morning the blooms pop out--totally oversized for their stems--but it's a short life and by evening they're sad little droopers.
In the meantime, however, the bees have gathered from far and wide and are enjoying a very good day. Unfortunately, in Arizona it is said that all bees have been Africanized and are mean as dirt. The aftermath of this next picture sent me scurrying for the door.
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