This flower is most often passed by without a second glance. Its shades of brown camouflage into the grass that the blazing sun turned mute. The bright blue sky, the vibrant pops of color that the other wildflowers display and the tall green trees that stretch towards the sky, all draw the eye, easily captivating those who walk these trails. No one seems to notice this dried up flower, absent of color, fading into the background. Maybe once it was pink with specked leaves and full of life but now it’s on it’s way into decomposition.
I however, think she stands out amongst her background and I peak in to get a better view. Up close I see her beauty. My iPhone zooms in to capture the course and thick fluffy center that looks soft to the touch almost resembling the dog hair from a golden retriever. A few white thin haired pieces, almost secondary flowers on their own, spray out around her perimeter. Below the center and surrounding the circumference, dried up hay colored spiky pieces jet out in layers, looking brittle to the touch because the sun took to them much too long. Even though this flower no longer displays the vibrancy of life and color, I’m amazed at her layers of complexity and couldn’t help but capture them with my camera.
Flower Series: Up Close I See Her Beauty/ June 28, 2016/© Jill E. Gallien