This flower looks a little redder when you’re walking out to your car at 8:30 in the morning, trying to avoid splashing your work shoes with pothole puddle water. We were in a bit of a hurry and so probably shouldn’t have stopped, but I pass this particular bush/thing every morning on our way out to our car. I didn’t notice it had bloomed until today, or even that it had blooms. In fact, I don’t ever recall seeing it bloom before, and we’ve lived down the street from it for nearly eight years. But now I have photos, and a curiosity that I’m hoping my friend Erin can relieve.