I've become enthralled by coneflowers this past month. The prairie plantings on campus are full of them. There is a certain amount of repetition, of course -- pink petals, strong center -- but there is also a great deal of variation, depending on the stage of the flower, the effects of passing insects, the angle of the sunlight or the effects of shadows. And the angle of the camera, of course.
I'm fascinated by the pattern of the centers, and the gradual shift in shape and color. What shape is the one above? A star spiral, perhaps? And over time the centers gradually become flaming torches.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.