it's been a while.

but the late spring and summer knocked me for a loop.

I rescued this little cyclamen from the supermarket florist's discount table. I am a sucker for half-dead houseplants. It's looked pretty pathetic for the past 6 months or so, but now it has a little bud. This is the first flower I've seen on it, and the sentimental poetic part of me (a very little part) thinks it's a sign of our bad luck waning.