Moments blend and life adapts itself accordingly. Or so it seems. Last week I brought one of my dahlias inside and placed her in a lovely little crystal bud vase. There she sat innocuously on my counter in her hot pink splendor for a time until she blended into the decor. Her blend was so natural that yesterday I noticed although she had matured, her beauty remained in wrinkles so deep and so loving that they glowed radiantly in the rainbows dancing in the sunlit cyrstal vase. While we blend at times, our uniqueness remains within and without throughout our life. Thank you precious dahlia for sharing your wisdom with me!