A day in the life

By Shelling


I don't know the name of this flower in my garden, maybe some of you could tell me what it's called. 

It caught my blip-eye because the same stem represented a full life cycle, three stages of life. I thought it had a symbolic value of some kind, and I must say I find each stage, bud to withering, each carrying a story worth telling. And worth listening to as well.

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