Late afternoon...

Like wine, musical instruments, and flowers...I believe people improve with age.

The young blossom of a flower is just the beginning of its beauty. Later on, toward the latter part of the blossom's life, other things begin to happen...much different than earlier on. Flowers and people are not always what they seem at first...or on the outside. Sometimes you must look deeper...always, you must be patient.

This is a photo of a tulip. The image is not what most people envision of a tulip. It is late afternoon in the day, and it is late afternoon in the tulip blossom's life. In Springtime, the sun is still shining brightly...looking forward to twilight.

I figure my life is at about 5:17 pm. Assuming I will live until midnight...there is much left to experience and do.