Another year has almost rolled around, and the asters are about to bloom again. They are incredibly healthy and prolific to the point of nearly crowding out the special orange/rust/yellow/beige mums. The asters are an awe-inspiring blue-purple. I planted both the asters and the mums about 12 years ago. The asters’ leaves will turn moldy if I water from overhead, but they they have no objection to rain. There are many wild asters proliferating this year, too. Their flowers will be whitish-pink. I will bring flowers to my friend, Rose, when they bloom. Rose is 85. I also bring her my magazines, pistachio halvah, and organic chocolate mints. I call on her every 3 to 6 weeks, but she could use more company.