and depending on one’s taste this one might fall on either side of that judgement. timing is everything. at the moment the display of rain drops is short. if one likes wide petals no joy again. and even for fans of skinny petals well only half that wish is granted. this one has a clock that runs fast. by noon this flower thinks it is dusk and already working on folding. however if one has an optimistic eye one just might see opportunity. or a poet might find the glimmer of a story none other might glimpse. like the gift of any flower an unfurling of hope… darn some days it is good to not simply say pink…
a north east ohio garden 
An early fold. Shoulda called.
Ah poetry. Helps to grow a tree.
I enjoy all of these, John. They all have something to offer.
That is more or less the way I look at them. Thanks Dan.