The Almost Last Flower

I've run so many shots of The Last Flower that I thought it was time to change the name. The weather is goofy enough that we have a rebirth of roses and iris, a scattering of paperwhites, and batches of never-ending cosmos. There is a whole new generation of sunflowers coming up among the brocolli where the seeds dropped at the end of summer, whenever that was. I'm happy to see the flowers, it's just confusing.