
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.
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.
It is true… some fences can’t keep Mother Nature from going wherever she wants… where there is a will, there is a way!
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!