I went to a Farmers Market yesterday and bought some lavender lobelia. I love the looks of lobelia, but it just does not last as an edging plant. It's fried by August. So i'm adding the lobelia to some of my planters and crossing my fingers that they last.
Nothing lasts, of course. We want beautiful things to go on and on, but they don't. When something beautiful, like lobelia, has such a short lifespan, we are disappointed. Disappointment is another name for stress and distress.
So beautiful. Maybe we'll forget that we will be disappointed.
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