3 stages of life 9.25.20

I look from left to right:

withered bloom

Newly forming buds

Full blooming flower

All performing the tasks assigned to them by Mother Nature, obediently.

bloom graveyard 9.11.20

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!