Stinging nettle flowers. Undistinguished yellowy green panicles among the hairy leaves which carry the stings. You would not expect them in a flower shop window. But they are flowers neverthless.
Heidi remarks on the conciseness of the English language compared with her native German.
A bee enters an Indian balsam flower. I watch its busy body at work in the tranparent tube formed by the flower's petals.
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