In the midst of life we are in death

I think The Book of Common Prayer got it mixed up. Even in the midst of death there is so much life.

A colleague brought me a beautiful double azalia as a get well gift in early February. It bloomed and bloomed, but like all good things, finally came to an end. I put it outside and watered it very occassionally, and now look at the new growth. I'll give it to the gardeners to shelter from the summer's heat and see if it will bloom again.