I was born when I met you
Now I’m dying to forget you
And that is what I know
Though I dreamed I would fall
Like a wounded cannonball
Sinking down with my heart in tow

Bright lights like white lightning
Who shot me down
Who will cut me down
I’m frozen in my bed till the day comes around
How I’m lost
How I’m found

There’s a man all alone
Telling me his friends are gone
That they’ve died and flown away
So I told him he was wrong
That you friends are never gone
If you look to the sky and pray

-Brandi Carlile

Of course, Thursdays are for flowers. This collection of flower pictures I took on July 19 in my yard. A decent variety here. Got some lilies. Got two different types of daisies. Got some moonflowers. Got some sunflowers. Got some hollyhocks. Even got some phlox. Then a surprise little cutie thrown in at the end.

Another solid Flower Thursday methinks. Pretty sure I still have more flower pictures left to share on future Thursdays. Pretty sure…