The last of the lilies were blooming in the garden, and the Jack in the pulpits were just beginning their ministry. A magenta dragonfly perched nearby on a dead chrysanthemum bush. It had red eyes and its wings were red and black.
As I cleaned the mop I enjoyed the scent of the pink and orange flowers blooming near the water barrel.
I noticed thistles and sword grass also flourished from the rain. I pulled them out of the garden and out from around the clothesline, hoping to keep them at bay.
Meanwhile my cat meowed for me to come back into the house.
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