Phlox

Triple platted Junction by the basin… prolific into the sun.

—Jig3125

Phlox doesn’t seem particularly concerned with explaining itself…

It simply grows.

Color showing up where there was once only green.

Petals gathering around a center.

One flower becoming several.

Several becoming something larger than the individual pieces.

That’s what happens at a junction.

Things meet.

Things mingle.

Things multiply.

Sometimes the result is more than anybody planned.

By the basin, the arrangement kept spreading.

Outward.

Upward.

Toward the sun.

There’s something almost reckless about growth when it gets going.

Just:

More…

More color.

More bloom.

Prolific into the sun.

— JIG3125