let’s take a closer look

yesterday’s photo of joe-pye weed didn’t do it justice, in my opinion. so i tried again today. that’s the beauty of a daily practice. no day is too precious. tomorrow is a new day. i get to try it again, and again, until i am satisfied. until i feel i have highlighted, commemorated, or brought to your attention the essence of my subject.  this photo does a better job of celebrating the tangled, dense, and intricate beauty of this wildflower. not a lot of wildflowers start to bloom as late as august. it is one of the reasons i love joe-pye. in mid-july it would get lost in the cacophony of other blooms, but in august, it stands out. dusty pink mop heads, standing just tall enough to surpass the tallest prairie grasses. substantial. lush. exquisite.

joe-pye weed (Eutrochium)