I am in love with the transformation of this flower. Notice of the little things. <3
Fall stills
Tall grasses sway as they whisper about flowers that will fade and fall away
Flashes of amber light up the field, the trees, the sky
One flower stays
Once light, white, delicate
Now, transformed
Bound together, sturdy and secure
Preparing for the inevitable
It towers over the meadow
Standing alone
Striking, solid, tall
It is Queen Anne’s lace in the fall
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