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One early rainy Texas July morning, as I drove up to a parking area lined with crape myrtle trees, there were mounds of blossoms next to the curb. The rain had knocked them off the branches, and they had gathered, as if in defense. Luscious pink blossoms! Some with green leaves buried in the colors and others with brown fallen leaves. I was careful not to park on them. I photographed the blossoms for their texture and color. They were lovely!