Hanging out, hanging in, hanging on...

There's still a healthy clump of fuchsia blossoms on our lone shrub.  It's hanging on.   Thought I'd crop it close to show the beautiful detail.

One of my favourite country songs.  Helps to play it sometimes.

 "It's lonely but I'm hangin' in 
Hangin' out till I'm with you again 
Runnin' out of reason to be strong 
Hangin' in, hangin' out, hangin' on"  
Tanya Tucker.