I've been finding a photo visit to the coneflowers in the campus prairie plantings a bit like that old potato chip commercial that proclaimed "No one can eat just one." I haven't tried eating any of the coneflowers yet, but I also have not been able to take just one photo.
Fortunately, this habit is less fattening.
I'm fascinated by the subtle variations of color in the centers -- from green to rose to orange to prickly-looking gold tips on the cones that give the flower its name. And all of these to be found at the same time, on a sunny late summer afternoon.
"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.