I rather admire asters. Late bloomers like me.
So here it is October and they are finally opening up. Most of the flowers the deer didn’t eat in their autumn munchies fest have already succumbed to early morning frost. But the asters? They’ve got the garden to themselves, and they are loving it. Go for it, ladies!
They will still bear fruit in old age,
they will stay fresh and green,
proclaiming, “The Lord is upright;
he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.”
(Psalm 92:14,15)
Charis: Subject to Change 
Being a late-bloomer myself, I LOVE this!! I didn’t realize we had a flower which especially symbolizes us–cool! God bless you BIG–love, sis Caddo
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Hmmm. Maybe we could use purple asters as a club symbol. Put them on our letterhead and business cards….
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Oooh, I LIKE that idea!!! You’re brilliant, indeed!
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Feel free to use it. I’m still looking for my round to-it. I may have to get another one.
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Hah, I haven’t heard “round to-it” that way in decades!
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Yes, I am that old.
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