Flour Four

I fucking love plants, flowers espessically. The large variety, blooms in different conditions, all though out every season, something is showing off. There is a lot to learn from the cycle of a flower, a vigorous start that’s usually a structure everyone, once bloomed, just takes for granted. Once then bud shows all action is focused on creating that bloom. The flowering process varies but ultimately blossoms into its purpose. Life is good and everything is pretty… soon decay follows. The once budding flower slowly wilts and falls off leaf after leaf. Some of them discolor, some shrivel up and hang on tightly. Each unique, each only here for such a short time.