My mother has quite a way with plants. Ever since I can remember, she's grown morning glories from seed, and by the beginning of fall, they've completely taken over the back porch.
The porch faces east, so as the sun rises, the blossoms quickly unfurl. By the time I'm up, they've exploded all over the railings and even into the cracks and hillside below.
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i like thinking about flowers sleeping.
they totally do. as soon as it gets dark, many types of flowers get all tucked in for the night.
i think i'm on their schedule.
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