Remark the fiery starburst of the simple coreopsis! Its flower power may be small of stature, but its coloring is red-hot of glory. In a single bloom, an entire summer bursts into beautiful flame. Whereas an entire five-foot stand of bluish hydrangeas fades into the early evening background, this little blossom burns like a fire, stealing all the focus of the day and night.
I admire its ability to be heard despite its smallness. So many of us are screaming out to be noticed these days, and this little performer refuses to be silenced. It reminds me of this city tomato or this backyard petunia. Survivors come in all shapes and sizes, and just because something is pretty doesn’t negate its power or performance.
