In addition to all the daylilies in our yard, Judy is growing Stokes Aster this year in several places. The bloom is a large, wonderfully fringed purple flower. This last week as I was painting the deck I noticed how these flowers begin to unfold. This round ball will soon open to a new glorious expression. This morning I will be having a biopsy that I have been waiting to have performed since I received MRI results three months ago, nearly to the day. The nationwide precautions regarding COVID-19 caused the fusion biopsy to be cancelled twice. So I have waited for these past three months to receive information about something that I would have liked to ignore. I have been hoping that the matter can be cared for as I have no symptoms that indicate a possible issue. So little has been normal this spring: abundance of rain, ordering groceries online, seeing friends and family on FaceTime, going to church on Facebook Live, attending Sunday School on Zoom, watching the economy crater, and unrest in the nation over issues of racial injustice. So waiting has been a challenge. I have a tan, as usual since I have retired with a private pool. I have photographed everything that has bloomed in our garden. I have read, watched too much TV, and eaten just the right amount of chocolate. And I hope. Just as this flower is about reveal the reason for the waiting. May I experience release or be given patience as I celebrate whatever days are ahead.