Those coleus type plants are one of my favorites in the planting beds that never cease to please my eyes. I can't believe the luxury in living in a place where hundreds of roadside beds are changed out about every six weeks for the next group of lovely and coordinated colors of flowers that is the optimum one for blooming in that particular time of the year. They are planted with such precision and spacing and with an eye for height and width and precisely in lines with never a weed. The king who owned the gardens of Versailles didn't have it as good as we do here.
Driving down the roads of my home town and seeing the beautiful flowers, always changing and seeing the pristine streets and looking at the golf carts of every color and hue....I know how lucky I am to be here.
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