This picture would not be at all strange except for the fact that it was taken last week. Even in south Alabama gardenias are supposed to be summer flowers, but I walked up the hill one night and saw this one, and one more on the same bush. The next morning I took my camera with me. It had been raining all night and was still sprinkling a bit.
It’s not precisely a rose e’er blooming, but it’ll do. It smelled wonderful. This morning I noticed it had gone the way of all earthly flowers and turned brown.
Light On Dark Water 
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