Delicate blooms the flower. (Click picture for larger view)
"I saw a delicate flower had grown up two feet high between the horses' feet and the wheel track. An inch more to the right or left had sealed its fate, or an inch higher. Yet it lived and flourished, and never knew the danger it incurred. It did not borrow trouble, nor invite an evil fate by apprehending it." ~ Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)A macro shot of a colorful and delicate flower growing along a well worn, gravel covered path at the Pungo Blueberry Farm. Many feet walked and trampled the grass that tried to grow up through the rocks as they made their way to and from the blueberries; yet, the small flowers go almost unnoticed and manage to survive.
Submission to Photo Friday for topic "delicate". (end of post)