I thought they were spring flowers

I am the last person to be accused of having a green thumb. Some days I am mostly all thumbs complete with black or yellow ink.

There are a few plants in the front of the house that pre-date our ownership and seem to survive all things. This is one example of something that has survived despite my efforts to help it thrive.

Usually there are only flowers/blooms in the spring. Now in early September, I am being graced by colored beauty yet again. How did I get to be so lucky?

I guess nature doesn't follow the same calendar we set for ourselves, nor for it.

For now, I will enjoy what there is to enjoy and see what there is to see, taking it all as it comes.