Not that kind of weed. An actual weed. The kind you normally pass without a second look.
But stop yourself and look...really look.
But so perfect, so beautiful in its own right.
The symmetry of the globe.
Look again. Such gorgeousness.
So fragile.
Such perfection...in a simple weed.
PS: If you feel like seeing more photos, my latest shoot on the Eclectic Journey Photography blog could really use some comment love right about now.
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and things to be distant beyond imagining
the Tao is just this moment, these words:
plum blossoms fallen; gardenia just opening.
Ch'ing Kung
And they are great toys, too! (for blowing)