I had never noticed before, until taking these photos that the individual flowers on the "stalk" are spotted with different colors- see how some are red, some are orange and some are yellow? Interesting... and the bees love it...
Tomorrow- do you like purple?
Trees by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain:
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.