Fragility

The dead and drying flowers of spear lilies caught my attention today. It is a very wet day and I have had to resort to "seeing" what was available to blip from inside our abode.

A vase of sword lilies has been languishing in fetid condition for too many days, so time to tidy up. As I was chopping the remains for the worms I became thoughtful about the seemingly fragile appearance of the thin whispery petals, all dried with veins showing, reminding me of the fragility of our skin as we grow old. Quite beautiful I think.