As I sit here looking out the window at snow on the ground, I remember the flowers of spring and summer. The whole issue actually comes from the fact that I lived most of my life in the low desert of Arizona and now live 5000 feet up the side of a mountain in Utah. We always had flowers in the desert. In fact, Winter was when the summer flowers bloomed in the world outside of the desert Southwest. This lovely water lily reminds me that there are places where it is warm.
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