I’m still struggling with a dark moon but I have to admire the brave hearts of these wildflowers.
I believe this flower is called a Black Eyed Susan. In Michigan where I lived as a child they grew wild everywhere, along the roads and in the fields, and they looked fearsome and brave. But growing from a shallow pot, they look fragile.
I feel like this bashful daisy; not quite ready to show her face to the world.
But she got over it. I suppose I will too.
Saying nothing in particular 
I think your shy daisy is actually a sunflower…. So she was just waiting for it to shine.
❤️
I thought it was a sunflower too but so far the seeds have not developed. Sunflowers don’t last in my backyard – too many birds.
Seeds only develop as it’s turning brown and fading. Unless the birds beat you to them…
😉
They probably will !
Just <3. Sending hugs.
janet
Thanks Janet.
Thanks Janet!
Beautiful post I love your photos, the black eyed Susan is a beauty… One didn’t have a black eye though 😁 I love the quote too 💜💜💜
Thanks Willow. I’m a huge fan of R. Tagore.
A man of sense 💜
I am sorry about your dark moon, Jan. Huge hugs. Lovely flowers to cheer up your day.
Yes, nature is always the remedy.
I love the bashful flower who was ready to shine!
Daisy or sunflower… I like your shy flower. Many flowers are showy this time of year so a reserved one is refreshing to see.
It seems to me that the Black-Eyed Susan has a black moon in the centre.
It does look frail in a pot. Perhaps we all look frail when out of our natural environment.
Okay, Sinead it is! Lovely thought, Jan.
Be well!
I’m obsessed with clouds – there’s no doubt!
Do you like the Joni Mitchell song “Clouds”?
“Sometime between 70 and 100 million years ago the number of flowering plant species on Earth exploded, an event botanists refer to as the “great radiation.” The spark that ignited that explosion was the petal.
Flower petals created much more diversity. This is now a widely accepted notion …” So says the National Geographic, my go to as a kid. We went from everything totally green to the multicolored world we have today. Alas, what will become of the flower? Certainly not on my grave or in the boquet of my daughter, perhaps it will float upon the sea, farther and farther away from me. Yes, that is more likely. Nice photos. Duke
I did not know that. Interesting. I am a fan of Georgia O’Keeffe who loved to probe the secret lives of flowers. It can be addictive.