Daisy

"All summer she scattered the daisy leaves; They only mocked her as they fell. She said: "The daisy but deceives; 'He loves me not,' 'he loves me will,' One story no two daisies tell." Ah foolish heart, which waits and grieves Under the daisy's mocking spell."
Helen Hunt Jackson

more macro today - I'd never really thought about what the yellow bit of a daisy is made up of. Apparently it's lots of tiny little flowerlets :-)