A particularly golden sunset this evening, shining through the penstemon flowers. We worry about this plant in the strong winds that hurtle through Eldorado most afternoons (I always associate these with March, but they seem to have become much more of a year round thing): so far, they just wave and bend - which is, after all, I guess what they've evolved to do. All the same, they have extraordinarily fragile looking stems.
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