The Quiet Company Beneath the Sun — Edwards Gardens, September (Scholz) In the gentle radiance of the afternoon sun, the garden presented itself as a small parliament of blossoms, each taking its place with the quiet dignity of characters in some rural chapter of life. Foremost, and with no small measure of enthusiasm, stood the marigolds —stout fellows dressed in coats of flaming orange, their ruffled collars trembling ever so slightly in the breeze, as though eager to speak but waiting for a proper invitation. Interspersed among them, like modest yet spirited companions, were the globe amaranths , each bearing a tiny, purple bonnet perched atop a slender stem. They appeared as the cheerful children of the assembly, their bright heads bobbing with innocent curiosity. Behind these, forming a soft, chartreuse carpet, sprawled a bed of sedum —a most industrious groundcover, glowing with the steady, dependable light of one accustomed to keeping order beneath ...
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