Flowerhenge

Huddled, as children over jacks, the inner petals wait their turn to rose and open. The pie-crust center reveals not-a-word. The outer petals lean away, listening for bees, scooping up rainwater.

Taken: 08/22/2010 in Compost For Brooklyn, in Kensington, Brooklyn, NY. I love this image. It's, as I imagine, the best representation of the Big Bang that we have--the colors and heat bursting into the ether. The explosion is only frozen for a moment on its way to fullness.