Fading Blooms and a New Idea Blooms

So...the 1985 Richebourg was merely a fading beauty - probably a victim of improper storage somewhere along the journey to me. Like the slow decay of peonies, the last gasps of youth must be savored, not wasted. Likewise my last days in the studio before a summer break: As I was thinking about putting aside my tools for the next two months, a design idea was born. Sometimes last gasps can be opportunities of inspiration!

 

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