This zinnia blossom was bright red a few weeks ago. Now it is brown and crisp. To me, it's still lovely and fragile - like old paper.
"Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure."
This is a beautiful picture... the crisp flower and the soft background. I love the colors.
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