“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.” – Ashley Smith
Many beliefs involve blowing on the seed head to tell us something we want to know, and some of these are listed below:-
Dandelion flowers also have beliefs surrounding them, include the following:
This is the common dandelion, each flower head consists of hundreds of tiny ray flowers.
The flower head itself can change into the familiar, white, globular seed head overnight. Each seed has a tiny parachute, to spread far and wide in the wind. This is the part stage of the plants cycle that I personally think is most photogenic, hence the number of shots I have taken over the years!
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly by Emily Dickinson
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door
Emerged—a Summer Afternoon—
Without Design—that I could trace
Except to stray abroad
On Miscellaneous Enterprise
Her pretty Parasol be seen
Contracting in a Field
Where Men made Hay—
Then struggling hard
With an opposing Cloud—
Where Parties—Phantom as Herself—
To Nowhere—seemed to go
In purposeless Circumference—
As ’twere a Tropic Show—
And notwithstanding Bee—that worked—
And Flower—that zealous blew—
This Audience of Idleness
Disdained them, from the Sky—
Till Sundown crept—a steady Tide—
And Men that made the Hay—
And Afternoon—and Butterfly—
Extinguished—in the Sea—
My daughter has a lot of craft bits and pieces in her bedroom, she was making a bracelet for her cousins with these small beads and I could not resist a shot or two for Macro Monday this week. 🙂
In Blogging 101 today the prompt is to personalise a blog post in response to a prompt, more specifically in response to the daily post prompt. I have looked at the prompt and as I have already been joining in weekly prompts, the latest being wall, which I posted at the weekend. I hope this will be good enough for today as work commitments mean I will not get new photos taken today, except my project life ones that is.
by Emily Jane Bronte
Ladybird! Ladybird! Fly away home,
Night is approaching, and sunset is come:
Felt, but unseen, the damp dewdrops fall.
This is the close of a still summer day;
Ladybird! Ladybird! haste! fly away!