it’s possible to be too pretty. i have watched the struggles of some friends who were so pretty that they were eventually defined by their beauty, and couldn’t escape it to be something other than beautiful. i think of this ranunculus a little bit like that. this is my first photo of this species. i guess i have always just assumed that it gets photographed to death because it is so beautiful that the sight of it almost catches in your throat. after six years of daily STILL blog photos, here is my first encounter with ranunculus, a flower that now reminds me of the pretty girl in high school who never gets asked to prom, because everyone assumes someone else has, surely, already asked her. will you be my date, ranunculus? i think you’re pretty great.