I devote this week to pictures taken only a few feet from my door. Without exception, each flower is the result of my neighbor’s determined effort. I thought he had no idea what he was doing. A few months later it turns out he just had ideas different from mine. This, I believe, is a hollyhock. It’s a large flower and its color is magnificent. If you raised your eye a bit you would see my window. But the hollyhocks don’t care about my window, they care about the sun and insects. They care about reproduction and the ongoing cycle of life. They remind me that life is short, even if life goes on forever.