Pincushion in the wild.

We know all too well that is being ripped apart.  Well, what is being mended? This pincushion is at the ready.  Ready for service.  
 

How a tulips sees itself.

 Meanwhile, have you ever contemplated the nape of a tulip.  Worthy of a pause. 

That time of year

The Puya -- sacred plant of the Andes -- is flowering.  At the tip of the flowers a drop of nectar so sweet.  Their jade flowers like wax. To come across a Puya is joyful.  
 

Two options

 Bearded iris seen through a fence or a Japanese scroll.  I'm going with the latter.  

Roses & baby's breath

Roses like paper poems and baby's breath like tiny suspended snowdrops.  Has dying ever been more tranquil, more beautiful.  All held by time.  

Tropical birds in unlikely places

On the side of a community swimming pool, a gaggle of birds-of-paradise.  Afar and close up.

 

Cherry blossoms and tree knuckles

The soft, the hard, the petite, the massive.  All in a blink.