The flowers in my garden provide consolation and hope, and I think few blooms present a more hopeful face than the morning glory. I've been waiting all summer for the blossoms to appear on this vine, and now that it is autumn, the first one finally opened this morning. In a way, this plant can represent me...in the autumn of my life...but still opening to the world around me. Each morning gives me something to look forward to. I'm eagerly anticipating seeing all those buds in full bloom, just as I'm curious about what else life holds.