Tucked into a corner of the garden are a few coneflowers, not many, just this red variety. The plant has been blooming for a while, but the sun this morning accented the various stages of growth in this single plant. I am glad that I saw it because it has been a stressful time, not just for me, but for all of us. My surgery is this coming Monday and I am hopeful that I will begin the road to recovery. I am not so optimistic about the national approach to the spread of the coronovirus. But I dwell among hopeful people.