Licked the Sky

Intensely reaching for the sky, shooting for the ground. These flames are a contradiction of the classic American Dream. It's fine if you don't see it. It's not fine if you don't look. There's nothing that's complex that comes out of the soil. What's complex is how we feel it.
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In the cup, the ballerinas danced, bowed, made hay, ever unaware of the swell surrounding them. No two moments connected, they ignored all signs of danger until the very instant they were plucked from the earth and handed, dandily, to the girl on the waves.

 

Taken: 10/17/2010 in Oyster Bay, New York. The macro lens attachment is a wonderful thing. I saw this little guy as one of the few undamaged flowers in a copse. The only non-corpse in the copse. There is always something to see, even if it's faint, or already half adroop. Take a moment, look, give it a passport.