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The humblest of flowers.

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Yesterday I was at Clinton Lake with my camera but didn't get a whole lot of shots-wrong lens for the conditions. But this little bloom in the sun caught my eye:

Even humble

leading to this line:

"The humblest flowers have their moment in the light even if no one is watching."

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Paul Decelles 3 years, 5 months ago

Actually Tange, this is a dig at the notion that there is something special about human observers...really I am being antianthromorphic.

Paul Decelles 3 years, 5 months ago

Anthropomorphic...the hazards of responding via cell phone.

Paul Decelles 3 years, 5 months ago

Well no, in fact it probably doesn't matter whether we are around to hear the humble hum of the bumbling humble bee.

That said I can still enjoy Emerson: in a non anthropomorphic way, of course:

BURLY, dozing humble-bee,
Where thou art is clime for me.
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
Far-off heats through seas to seek;
I will follow thee alone,
Thou animated torrid-zone!
Zigzag steerer, desert cheerer,
Let me chase thy waving lines;
Keep me nearer, me thy hearer,
Singing over shrubs and vines.

The complete poem is at: http://www.bartleby.com/102/39.html

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