There we were, after three-days of wind driven rain, an hour north of home in a town where we expected to see autumn themed window boxes filled with leaf-litter from the storm.
Then we rounded a walkway to a protected brick sidewalk and found this--a blossoming rhododendron. For those of you unfamiliar with our New England climate, check out the naked trees behind the bush. November is a time of bare limbs, greys, bronzes and golds...never pink. This variety of rhodie, a PJM, I believe, typically blooms in late April. There we were though, on November 11, 2010, Vetrans' Day...and this guy was bursting with buds and soft petaled flowers.
It's a reminder, I think, to keep our eyes open. Unexpected gifts and second blooms could be around any corner.