Not a very glamorous macro, but I love the shadows created by the spines of this cactus… they don’t seem so daunting until you accidentally brush against them unaware of the power of their sting… be afraid, be very afraid!
Believe it or not this beautiful blossom is not growing on a tropical island nor in a botanical garden. This is one I found growing in the desert in Southern California! Can anyone identify it for me?
As the sago rests in the early morning light I am drawn in to the underside of the leaves that seem so unassuming as they bask in the desert heat… sago siesta perhaps?
Most would not take a second glance at this insignificant bloom lying in the rocks, but I am not as discerning as most perhaps… I spot a little color among the stones and my eye goes, ooooh… look at that! Am I a wierdo? I think not!
I normally wouldn’t be drawn towards the danger of this branch but when I look closely I can see how the Yang of the prickly thorns and the Yin of the tiny multi colored leaves are in natures perfect balance…
Again full bloom and withering, yin and yang… yet the beauty captivates me.
As I capture nature in it’s full blown grace, and as it prepares to exit into a withering seed… I am amazed…