Searching for Monika Fischer

I had to ditch work today in order to meet the electrician. It's an overcast day; in the upper 60's, and I did not except to find two passion flowers blooming boldly through the gloom. It has been such a long time since I've seen any of them blossom that I had to go through my list to figure out that they were 'Monika Fischer' blossoms. The pair of them were inches apart, reminding me that the stress of last year's fight against the mites was over and that more goodness was to come. At least I am only waiting for the electrician now, and Spring seems to have made it's proper commencement announcement.