Friday, January 2, 2015

fallen flower

A bud has fallen - or been mutilated by a cat, more likely - from some lilies that I bought the other day, and we're trying to keep it going in a spice jar on the kitchen window.  It looked more luminous in the morning light than is apparent here - but even so, it counts as a marker for beauty in the unexceptional.

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