Misses Congeniality

The sumptuously generous

compound floral heads of the

hydrangeas gather atop the

shrub, whispering shyly

in the blessing of a breeze

on this fiercely hot summer

day, the golden orb above

cooking the atmosphere.

They resemble white, ivory,

cream, lacy-gowned

debutantes at their very own

society ball, a huge social

event, a coming-out party

for the young and the beautiful,

the privileged and the

oh, so very nubile nymphs.